He said there was NO WAY he would EVER sing Gospel music. But God had other… Read Full Bio ↴He said there was NO WAY he would EVER sing Gospel music. But God had other plans. Before dedicating his life to Christ, C.O.G. was a club singer, crooning R&B for all the wrong things, and for all the wrong reasons. After being delivered from his own self-destruction, C.O.G. didn’t really know what to do with the talent he had been blessed with. Being raised as a Muslim, a member of the Nation of Islam, Gospel music was something of a mystery to him. It was something that had been preached against to his knowledge, for his entire life. He had been offered a record deal earlier in his career, only to vehemently decline, due to the condition that he must sing Gospel. Thank Heaven the Lord spoke to his heart. In the beginning of his career, C.O.G. was tentative, nervous, and afraid to walk into calling that God had placed upon his life. He joined a quartet style group, singing traditional standards, with modest regional success. Yet, he was never truly fulfilled, as if he wasn’t living up to the requirements that were expected of him by Christ. Knowing that God had placed a special anointing upon him, to perform a specific duty, C.O.G. embarked on his journey to serve on his mission-REACH THE YOUTH OF THE WORLD. Too many young people were being lost to the streets and customs of the world. And by youth, he realized this meant not only school-age children, but adults as well. After much prayer and meditation, C.O.G. sought the guidance of Christ to lead him in the proper direction-HIP-HOP. Not totally rap music, but the entire Hip-Hop culture, which has been dominating our society, not only in America, but even in third world countries. Pick up a magazine, turn on a TV, radio, or computer, and you’re sure to find the influence of Hip-Hop present. The problem is, you rarely find it present in the church. So much negativity has been placed upon the culture, that many Christian leaders have failed to realize the influence it has had on our own people. C.O.G. has been charged by God, to take back the culture the HE allowed to be created, as a voice to the youth of the world, to express themselves. C.O.G. isn’t trying to change the music, the fashion, (well, maybe some of it), the art, or the medium. C.O.G. is here to change THE MOTIVES behind Hip-Hop. The enemy has had a choke hold on the Hip-Hop generation for quite some time, commercializing what was once a venue for urban youth to speak in a way that only they could relate to. However, in the beginning of Hip-Hop, there was no space allowed for the Spirit of Christ to dwell, allowing the enemy free reign over our young people. Hip-Hop has become very much about sex, money, drugs, violence and SIN period. C.O.G. is here to fight to take back what rightfully belongs to Christ. His children’s souls-Whether flowing over some of the tightest beats ever created, singing over silky smooth R&P tracks, or just simply speaking, C.O.G. is definitely THE representative for Christ in Hip-Hop, as well as the leader of the next generation of Gospel Music. C.O.G. has been named the North Carolina Gospel Announcers Guild PRESTIGE Award winner for 2006 as ‘Holy Hip Hop Artist’ of the Year. C.O.G. has opened for the UniverSoul Circus, performed at Shaw U., St. Aug’s, Duke University, Benedict College, Barbados and countless church and community events. C.O.G. has been featured on the nationally televised show ‘The MixxMaster’s Lounge’, which airs on the Inspiration Network (INSP). -CHILD OF GOD

Bow 2 Me
C.O.G. Lyrics

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featuring Keith Sweat R.O.C.

[JD talking to R.O.C.]

[JD]
I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar fresh buyin' it up
And every girl I talk to yeah I'm tryin' to cut

I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya
Real quick I tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the relations build
Now I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'
At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to go
Get the be out of valet and start the late night show
Niggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shine
I'm in the club every week, same place, same time
Same thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home

[Chorus]
Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it up
Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)
And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Now if you came with a friend that don't want to do my man
Then you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?

[JD]
Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? no
It's all about how I kick my game, you know?
I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thang
Tellin' you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up like Anthony Mason
So I let'em know a few things before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"
So don't even think about lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tape
Where you said put the cake
How you fed me the grapes
What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song

[Chorus]

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dash
See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
The nice braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
y'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm done with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride

[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Bow 2 Me" by C.O.G featuring Keith Sweat and R.O.C is a hip hop track that speaks about the nightlife of the city. The lyrics portray the singer as a wealthy and popular man who frequents the same club every week. The initial lines indicate that the singer is present at the bar, and he is buying drinks for every girl he comes across. He shares his name as Chi Chi and expresses his appreciation for the girl's physical attributes. As the music plays, his conversations with the girl get more intimate, and he tries to establish a connection. He highlights his material possessions and creates an aura around himself.

The chorus of the song emphasizes that the singer is not interested in commitment or relationships. He intends to have fun and hook up with a girl for a night. He mentions that he will buy her a drink, and if she drinks it, she is going home with him. The lyrics indicate that he is interested in one-night stands and does not have any expectations from the girl. He has no qualms about making his intentions known and appears to be confident about his approach.

The verses express the singer's thoughts and actions. He describes how he interacts with girls and leads them into a conversation that wants to hook up with them for the night. The lyrics speak about his love for the nightlife and his desire to have fun every time he goes out to the club. The song ends on similar lines, reiterating that the singer is a confident and charming man who has no strings attached.

Line by Line Meaning

I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?
I'm asking if you're ready to accompany me

I'm the type you see at the bar fresh buyin' it up
I am the type of person who buys drinks at a bar

And every girl I talk to yeah I'm tryin' to cut
I am attempting to flirt with every girl I talk to

I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya
I introduce myself as Chi Chi and say it's a pleasure to meet them

Real quick I tell how she got all the right features
Quickly, I compliment her on her attractive physical features

The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
The music starts and we refill our drinks

We dance and watch the relations build
We dance and observe our connection strengthening

Now I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'
Now I'm whispering in her ear and she's listening to me

At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
She's also noticing the way I am shining

BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to go
I think it's about time to leave, with the sound of bling on my mind

Get the be out of valet and start the late night show
Retrieve my car from valet and start the late night festivities

Niggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shine
I know other men are jealous, but I don't let that stop me from enjoying myself

I'm in the club every week, same place, same time
I frequent this club every week, at the same time and place

Same thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
My only goal is to party and have fun

So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
Forget about the other stuff, we're trying to find someone to have fun with

The right kind 'fore the lights come off
Find the right person before the club closes

Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home
I'm trying to bring someone home with me

Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it up
If I buy you a drink and you finish it

Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)
Then you're going home with me, as agreed upon by my friends

And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too much
And if we talk to each other too much at a party

Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Then you're coming home with me

Now if you came with a friend that don't want to do my man
If you arrived with a friend who doesn't want to be with my friend

Then you need to give her your keys
You should give her your car keys and find another way home

Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
Tell her to contact you tomorrow or send you a message

Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?
Because tonight, you're coming home with me, understand?

Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? no
Is it because of my name, Jermaine? No

It's all about how I kick my game, you know?
It's all about my flirting style, you understand?

I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
I just go with the flow and spend some money on it

Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thang
I entertain you and before you know it, I'm on your mind doing my thing

Tellin' you how good you smell
Complimenting you on how good you smell

Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L
Suggesting we go for a drive in my convertible through Atlanta

Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'
When they are drunk, it's dangerous because you don't know who you're dealing with

Fuck around and end up like Anthony Mason
You could end up in a dangerous situation, like Anthony Mason (basketball player who had legal troubles)

So I let'em know a few things before we leave
I let them know a few important things before we depart

Like, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"
I inform them that it is true, I record almost everything

So don't even think about lyin', baby
So don't even think about lying, my dear

Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tape
Don't even try to set me up for rape because I have it all on tape

Where you said put the cake
Where you told me to put the money

How you fed me the grapes
How you fed me the grapes

What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
What I did with the ice that made you shiver

Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
When the night is over and the girl has left

I'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song
I return to the club and sing the same song again

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trick
When I enter, you might expect me to be the type of man you can manipulate

But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I am genuinely appreciating your dress and hips

But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"
But I am confused by your obsession with your wrist

Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Are you a gold digger, woman? Oh, you're not that manipulative type?

Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Isn't that interesting? Suddenly, you're giving me hugs and kisses

Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
It must be the money you have, it's so obvious

I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dash
I have a lot of money to show off, with televisions in my car

See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
I am casually watching Sinbad on television while women are interested in riding with me

Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose Conseco
We have luxury and beautiful women, and the R.O.C. is more successful than Jose Conseco

Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
Runs batted in, wearing an orange top and looking good, with brown skin and a slim build

The nice braids, brown eyes
With nice hair braids and brown eyes

R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
The R.O.C. continues to pimp from Jersey to Richmond

y'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
You other players are waiting for your chance to shine

I'm done with the game, point spread by a hundred
I am finished with the game and have won by a large margin

Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride
Speaking of money, $500 bills are a good way to spend it, so let's go for a drive

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JERMAINE DUPRI, RAHMAN MUHAMMAD GRIFFIN, RAY ERSKINE JR PARKER

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