Lights Please

Album: Cole World: The Sideline Story (2011)
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    I had this little bad thing, somethin' like them tens
    She gave a nigga mad brain, somethin' like The Wiz
    But, you see, the sad thing fuckin' with her is
    Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch
    So I tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
    And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
    Like, "Baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard"
    But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
    Then all I really want is for her to go down low
    Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow
    And all that deep shit I was previously down for
    Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
    You see, I peeped it, pussy is power
    That proud feelin' we get knowin' that pussy is ours
    And how it feels to feel that feelin' you feelin' when you be drillin' that shit
    Got her sayin', "You be killin' that shit"
    And all the pain the world cause, she be healin' that shit
    And naw, that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick
    And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
    But in the meantime, it's lights, please

    Lights, please, lights, please, turn off the lights
    For now, everything just seems so right
    And how you make the darkness seem so bright?
    I'm feelin' like things gon' be alright
    Lights, please, lights, please, turn off the lights
    For now, everything just seems so right
    And how you make the darkness seem so bright?
    I'm feelin' like things gon' be alright, lights, please

    So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling
    She say she wanna blow L's, I hear her and I'm willin'
    But every time I smoke, well, a nigga mind gone
    So that every word I spoke, well, I'm tryna put her on
    But she couldn't hear me
    I told her all about how we been livin' a lie
    And that they love to see us all go to prison or die
    Like, "Baby, look at how they show us on the TV screen"
    But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
    Then all I really want is for her to get on top
    Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop
    And all that next shit I was previously talkin'
    Is now that wet shit that I'm currently lost in
    And while that sweat drip, I am reminded
    All the times my brother told me that pussy is blindin'
    I'm findin' the more I grow, the more y'all seem to stay the same
    Don't even know the rules, but yet y'all tryna play the game
    And ain't it shameful how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
    To a baby that took two to make? Coward, nigga, you a fake
    How you gon' look in your son's face and turn your back
    Then go start another family, dog, what type of shit is that?
    She said, "It's okay," rub my head, and told me to relax
    Laid a nigga down proper like she was recordin' tracks
    Said, "I know you wanna change the world, but for the night, please
    Just reach over and hit the lights, please"

    Lights, please, lights, please, turn off the lights
    For now, everything just seems so right
    And how you make the darkness seem so bright?
    I'm feelin' like things gon' be alright
    Lights, please, lights, please, turn off the lights
    For now, everything just seems so right
    And how you make the darkness seem so bright?
    I'm feelin' like things gon' be alright

    Lights, please, uh, uh-uh
    Lights, please, uh, uh-uh
    Lights, please, uh, uh-uh
    Lights please, uh, turn off the lights
    Lights, please Writer/s: Jermaine L. Cole
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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