Tyler, The Creator 5ej34

    Tyler, The Creator

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    Tyler, The Creator 5ej34


    She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return
    Her body count and who she fuck
    ain't never my concern (Y'all niggas weird)
    I'm tryna buy my neighbor house
    (We back at it, dogtooth, yuh, dogtooth, yuh)

    She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return
    Except for some her time and all her love, that's my concern
    I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
    If you don't know my grandma name
    then we ain't really dogs, bitch

    I shook your hand, I don't respect
    Don't call me king, I'm not your twin
    I'm not your brother, we just met
    See, I won't purchase her no Birkin (Uh)
    Got hobbies (Uh) , got purpose (Woo)
    Got thumpers, I'm perfect (Uh)
    Yeah, Kelly green wagon look better when the gloom out
    Canary shine brighter in the dark, I brought the moon out
    The plane fly better when it's just me and the pilot
    Tuition for the mileage, it's worth it for the silence
    There he go, he cast broads like radios
    Shit, your lady knows, it's Young T like baby clothes
    And I got that fire, and I got good dick
    Guap long, dick long
    plus I look good, bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

    She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return (Woo)
    Because if she get off
    then I get off, that's my concern (Oh, man)
    I'm tryna buy my neighbor house
    and turn it to a yard (Yeah, yeah, turn up that shit)
    If you don't know my grandma name
    then we ain't really dogs, bitch

    That's a lot of motherfuckin' necklace
    Five, six, seven is the figure for a setlist (Yeah)
    Ring, ring, ring, bitch, pick up the phone
    I don't care if y'all together
    I will tear down a home, shit
    I shimmy through Paris in back of Phantom of the threads
    The driver's seat of the Enzo could barely fit my legs
    And Virgil my chaperone
    he look out from overhead (Love you, V)
    Not sure what you overheard
    but it's probably what I said, bitch
    I'm out here livin', y'all on the feed (Yuck)
    My girl look like Zazie Beetz and Kelis (Yuck)
    I pull up in the "What the fuck is that, dog? "
    (I said, "Yuck")
    It's Mr. Peculiar, that's who I be, who I be
    Niggas tellin' women how they bodies supposed to be, but
    Never take advice from any nigga
    with a lean gut (Fuck these niggas)
    Keep your chair rockin' and my two cents in your pocket
    Your only option, I don't play no motherfuckin' games

    She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return
    And will I ever fall in love again? I can't confirm
    I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
    If you don't know my daughter name, then we ain't really—
    (Dogs)

    After this
    You niggas can't say nothin'
    Dogtooth, uh, uh, dogtooth (Suckas)
    Dogtooth, yeah, dogtooth, uh
    Dogtooth, dogtooth
    Dogtooth (Woo) , dogtooth
    Dogtooth, uh, uh, dogtooth (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
    Dogtooth, dogtooth, uh

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