Wale Feat. J. Cole – Poke It Out Lyrics

Cool & Dre
Go, go, go, go, go
Listen, go, go

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me
I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey
Since I been a star they don’t love me
Still ain’t got stopped, when the star got no ceiling
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out), ye
Yeah, she got a little butt, so what? (ayye)
Big bag, she can show enough
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out), ye

“Oh my God,” said the broads, they thought I was done
Make a side, pick the side, and dine or jump
I’ve been lettin’ things slide, they tryin’ too hard
‘Cause I ain’t left the city once to travel abroad
Nigga, I’m back on my boss shit
The stick in that Honda Civic, we in the car service
I really just mind my business and pray God sort ’em
Can’t really be long-winded, you talkin’ short money
Today, we not cost cuttin’, “can you stick it out?”
Told me she was quarantined, them brand new titties out
And it might be a couple weeks to make them bitches bounce
So I mean it when I be like, “What’s the turn around?”
No really, turn around

Okay, I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me (gon’ lie?)
I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey
Since I been a star they don’t love me
Still ain’t got stopped, when the star got no ceiling (whatchu doing?)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out), ye
Yeah, she got a little butt, so what? (ayye)
Big bag, she can show enough
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out), ye

Turn around, I wanna see (I wanna see)
Do it look how it look on IG? (mm)
Bad from every angle, she got herself a trainer
I know that nigga can’t help but take a little peek (uh)
Cole World and Folarin co-starin’
We both flexin’, Bo Jacksons, bogartin’
These cap niggas that rap with piss-poor jargon
My latest whip, my latest chick, was both foreign
I know all my hoes miss me
I’ve been the shit since I hit elementary
She know who run it, the one that keep it hunnid’
To find a better nigga you gon’ have to live a century (century)
Evidently, the coach can’t bench me
The franchise player, I don’t know how to miss
And they can’t buy a layup, I’m anti what they are
I can’t take my eyes off your pants, I swear
Girl, you shinin’ like a damn Moncler
I’m thinkin’ we should dip like the Cam’ron era
If you the big stepper, I’m the landmine here
That’s the one they know they can’t come near

I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me (gon’ lie?)
I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey
Since I been a star they don’t love me
Still ain’t got stopped, when the star got no ceiling (whatchu doing?)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out), ye
Yeah, she got a little butt, so what? (ayye)
Big bag, she can show enough
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (poke it out)
Stick it out (stick it out), poke it out (break it down)

Poke it out, I wanna
See you play whether you
Meg Thee Stallion or like
Coi Leray, okay
I just wanna see if you gon’ lie or you gon’ love me
I was gettin’ broads way before I got the money, honey
Since I been a star, they don’t love me
The ceilin’ got stars in there, boy
Stop playin’