J. Cole - Wet Dreamz

[Intro:]
Cole! Cole world! Yeah!
Let me take y'all back, man,
As I do so well.

[Verse 1:]
Wasn't nothing like that,
Man, it wasn't nothing like that first time,
She was in my math class,
Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass,
Sat beside me, used to laugh, had mad jokes,
The teacher always got mad so we passed notes.
It started off so innocent,
She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it,
I was a younging straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool,
But a nigga couldn't wait to get to school,
‘Cause when I seen ‘em thighs on her, and them hips on her, and them lips on her
Got me daydreamin', man, what?!
I'm thinkin' how she rides on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it,
Make it hard for me to stand up.
As time goes by, attractions gettin' deep and
Wet dreaming thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin'.
I want it bad, and I ain't never been obsessed before,
She wrote a note that said, “You ever had sex before?”
Damn!

[Chorus:]
And I ain't never did this before, no! [×8]

[Verse 2:]
I wrote back and said, “Of course I had sex before,” knowin' I was frontin',
I said, “I'm like a pro, baby,” knowin' I was stuntin',
But if I told the truth, I knew that I'd get played out, son,
Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one.
But she don't know that, so she done wrote back and told me,
“Oh you a pro, homie? Well, I want you to show me.
My mama gone for the weekend
So Saturday baby we can get to freakin'.”
That's when my heart start racin' and my body start sweatin',
Baby, you done woke my lil' man up.
I'm thinkin' how that body look naked when you layin' on the bed,
Teacher, please, don't make me stand up.
I wrote back like, “Yeah, baby, sound like a plan.”
Still tryna play it cool, sound like the man,
But I was scared to death, my nigga, my stomach turned,
Talkin' shit knowin' damn well I was a virgin,
Fuck!

[Chorus:]
And I ain't never did this before, no! [×8]

[Verse 3]
You know that feeling when you know you finna bone for the first time,
I'm hopin' that she won't notice it's my first time,
I'm hopin' that my shit is big enough to fuck with,
And most of all I'm prayin', “God don't let me bust quick.”
I'm watchin' pornos tryna see just how to stroke right,
Practice puttin' condoms on, how it go right,
I'm in her crib, now a nigga palms sweatin'
With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection.
That's when my hands start touchin' and her face start blushin',
And a nigga roll over on top,
And then she get my pants unbuckled and her hands start rubbin'
On me, ooh girl, don't stop!
It's time for action: pull out the condoms real smooth, yeah, just how I practiced,
But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it and said,
“I wanna get something off my mental,
I can tell you're a pro, but, baby, be gentle, ‘cause...”

[Chorus:]
I ain't never did this before, no! [×8]