Lyrics for “Planez”
Song by Jeremih, J. Cole:

Intro
This one goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa-a** n**** Thumpy be your guide
As we go on a ride
Where playa-hatin’ killers and hood n****s thrive
And lame muh’f****** can barely survive

Verse 1: Jeremih
Catch me rollin’ through the city
Ridin’ with the top off
Man, my whip so big, when you in it
F*** around and get lost
Told my b**** to let her hair down
What this s*** cost?
Tell me, baby, if you ’bout that life right now
Hope it ain’t talk, no

Refrain: Jeremih
I could put you in the Mile High Club
What’s up? Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

Pre-Chorus: Jeremih
Tell her, “Be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a plane”
Let me guide that, I’m the pilot
Can’t nobody see you, 30,000 feet on your knees in them Pradas
Makin’ freaky s*** come up out her

Chorus: Jeremih
Get high, baby, roll one
Cloud nine ’bout to go up
Lovin’ the feelin’ the turbulence get when we turn up
When we land, we can roll out
Show you somethin’ you ain’t know ’bout
Tonight we be takin’ off flight with a camera to show out

Verse 2: Jeremih
I got you in the air, your body in the air
How it feel up here?
You can scream as loud as you want, loud as you can
Ain’t nobody gonna hear
Would you like it better
If I hit the West Coast?
Tell me, baby, if you ’bout that life right now
I hope it ain’t talk

Refrain: Jeremih
I could put you in the Mile High Club
What’s up? Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

Pre-Chorus: Jeremih
Tell her, “Be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a plane”
Let me guide that, I’m the pilot
Can’t nobody see you, 30,000 feet on your knees in them Pradas
Makin’ freaky shit come up out her

Chorus: Jeremih & J. Cole
Get high, baby, roll one
Cloud nine ’bout to go up
Lovin’ the feelin’ the turbulence get when we turn up
When we land we can roll out
Show you somethin’ you ain’t know ’bout (Cole World)
Tonight, we be takin’ off flight with a camera to show out (I got it, I got it, I got it, listen)

Verse 3: J. Cole
You need a n**** that’s gon’ come over and dig you out
You need a n**** that you know is not gon’ run his mouth
You need a n**** when he done probably gon’ put you out
You need a n**** that’s gon’ put it in your mouth
D*** so big, it’s like a foot is in yo’ mouth
And you ain’t babysittin’ but my kids all on your couch
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty
Both graduated, so f*** keepin’ it classy
Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ
They love me in the Chi like Oprah
No n**** could block, not even Dikembe
Compared to Cole, boy, you’re softer than a sofa
And so far, my new s***’s so fire, n****, check my profile
Who you know make waves in the low tide?
Deebo’ed yo’ b****, now she both ours
n****, little brown liquor in my liver
Pretty brown thing in my bed
Been a long time since I had to ask for head
So g******, don’t make me beg
But I will if I need to, ’cause for real, girl, I need you
I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight
If you scared of heights, s***, I got a pill I could feed you, Cole!

Refrain: Jeremih
I could put you in the Mile High Club
What’s up? Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

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