Wor lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator



[Intro]
Oh!
Hello? yeah

[Verse 1: Hodgy]
Um, my girlfriend, she be doming me (me?)
My friend's girl (Girl?) she be boning me
They both close, so they be loaning me
My kids on each cheek, motherf*cker I be cloning me
100, di*k me down (di*k me down)
She be phoning me
The way her brain works clockwise is so unique
I wanna call her angel leak, but instead I call her angel freak, she takes my dog for a walk, and hangs onto the f*cking leash
I love sucking bomboclat, call mommy leech
Skin tone peach from tanning on the beach, bear screech
After the chong in cheeks, she's in [?], brief that bone, sing that song
Sing along, as a matter of fact, or you'll have bout looked like you walked under a ladder with [?]
Brand new whip, badder than sat
Brand new b*tch, ass fatter than fat n*gga (Oh!)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Alright, um, look
No occupation, so I pump bass
I hate everybody equally, n*gga f*ck race
f*ck Bape, Ice Cream in my closet n*gga, f*ck cake
f*ckin' everybody here with no permission, f*ck rape
Stick to ill sh*t, like my body made of tape
And I stick with five-thousand downloads on that tape
We skate, y'all transportation f*ck with The8
To your b*tch face, show her lips what I create-uh
f*ck home-coming, no prom, no date
Did roll with Sarah, and I like alittle better, and she clever with the jokes (Knock, knock, who's there? Never)
She was full of sh*t burrito, have my wrist looking emo
And these n*ggas wanna be just like me, so they tevo
And my composition's iller than a white b*tch with chemo
Consider me a crook, library stealing books
I'm a motherf*ckin' lame, AP students know my name n*gga
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