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| Song details | |
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| Title | Lean |
| Artist | Odd Future |
| Album | The Of Tape Vol. 2 [2012], |
| Genre | Hip-Hop |
| Duration | 02:36 |
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[Intro: Hodgy Beats]
Oh sh*t, yea, shut up b*tch B*tch, b*tch shut up The f*ck up, the f*ck you talkin', shut the f*ck up B*tch [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] If I was a dinosaur I would be a flexasaurus Since you don't like what the f*ck you heard, fast forward to the chorus Hodgy Beats, Odd Future, Golf Wang n*gga, but there's more of us Coroner's out when they're killing the gorgeous Diamond cut like what the f*ck is flawless? Tell the runner to go and get me some go Cause I'm bubblin' on you horrors I'm such a mystery Mystery is more quite than a hipster Prius takin' a trip to Egypt N*ggas claim to be scenic when I know they ain't seen sh*t I see sh*t f*ckin' seasick, rain showers is what I predict My flow is like gymnastics, so Beef flips, patty cakes, smoke a pound of dro for the algae taste Say whattup to my pinky, say hi to my index F*ck all the hoes want middle finger, thumb take shots like a pentax B*tch I kill 'em all, you could just write off they're death tax Boxin' n*ggas out of the mic, punch lines, death match [Verse 2: Domo Genesis] I invented swag, f*ck what these other n*ggas talkin' 'bout N*ggas wanna brag 'bout the sh*t that they lack But the truth of the fact, it's all word of mouth Talk a lot of crap, but ain't sh*t for sure Bathin' Ape sh*t that I get for low I don't pay much and I don't say much But I still got a swag you should get to know I flip a show, spend it on apparel Spanish b*tch tell me I look mucho dinero Then she say she love me and I tell her I don't care ho I'm in the fast lane with my foot on the pedal Smash, I'm takin' off Lot of n*ggas hate, but I shake 'em off Put that hash in a bong, it'll make ya cough And the purp's goin' down like the Lakers lost Cause we them n*ggas, yea Doper than the 80's, baby Careful, I might snatch your b*tch and turn her to a wavy lady Scare 'em when I'm taking steps Sorry b*tch, I'm paper, chase When I get where I am, I want my demands With my nuts in my hand, like f*ckin' bait [Outro] Yea! Balls in my hand! Monster cock! Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill them all! Yea |
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