St. Tropez (Live) J. Cole

[Intro]
Listen, huh
Ay put your hands in the air one time, throw your hands in the air, one time, one time, hey
Put your hands in the air two times, throw your hands in the air two times, two times, two six
Put your hands in air three times, throw your hands in the air three times, three times, hey
Put your hands in the air four times, throw your motherfuckin' hands up and sing

[Verse 1]
Roll up and smoke my sins away I’d like to go to St. Tropez Maybe I'll go, maybe I'll stay Maybe I’ll stay
She asked me if I'm scared to fly To tell the truth, I'm terrified I never been that high before Very bad reason not to go (I know) Terrible reason not to go (I know)
Sing

[Hook]
He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he’s ’bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood Show him the
Way, he’s 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he’s 'bout to get paid He's on his way to Hollywood

[Verse 2]
Ay from the door I showed you my scars And I told you girl, "I won't lie" If we at war, then this is a war that I can't afford, no I, I, I I wanted more
But that was before Lord knows I'm torn, so I–I cry (No I, I, I)
From the corner of my eye, baby It's been hard for me to smile Lately, it's been hard for me to smile Lately, it's been hard for me to smile Lately, it's
Been hard for me to smile

[Spoken Interlude]
Fayetteville shit, listen
Ay put your hands in the air one time, throw your hands in the air one time, one time, up top
Put your hands in the air two times, throw your motherfuckin' hands in the-air