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[Hodgy Beats]
I f*cked this flow

This is my electronic press kit
Uh huh it's some fresh sh*t
N*gga recollect b*tch
Grow grey hairs, don't stress it
I text message, messages to f*ck in estrogen
She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans
Cause I never am purchasing
Reimbursing your currency
Put your body on the courtesy
To work the street, I hearse the streets
Heard she sweet, she hershey's sweet
But me I'm extravagant
Hop on the bandwagon kid
I'm about to tell you some tragic sh*t
The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw
B*tch's sh*t in my draws like you piss in my draws,
n*gga my dick's in her jaw
I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple
Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple
F*ck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
N*gga, Genghis Khan mention, me and Marilyn Manson
Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons
African drugs for when the champ come

[Domo Genesis]
Suicide watch n*gga
Kill yourself
Opposition who?
N*gga reveal yourself
How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
Splinter cell creepin' in this b*tch, you couldn't feel the stealth
Wolves are prowling, hunger at its f*cking best
I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest
Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f*ckin' bread
Drugs are green, my b*tches white and tonight I need f*ckin' head
Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead
Oh sh*t yo b*tch, look at how I'm doing you
B*tches on my d*ck but look at me I'm f*cking beautiful
N*ggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews
is why this so cool?
You n*ggas are so unusual
Wolf Gang, point me to a n*gga I should prove it to
Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops

[Hodgy Beats]
The fortress is fortified (b*tch)
Money in my pockets like I'm forty-five
Hodgy Beats recording live
B*tch I be surely high
And I don't need wings to fly
I'm the air with the pigs
Left Brain, Domo Genesis

[Tyler, the Creator]
Knock, knock
Who's there?
It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick
I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print sh*t (n*gga you're a liar)
N*gga don't believe me, kiss your lady
And where you gonna get them heebie jeebies?
N*gga my d*ck stay wave as Eazy
I make it look easy
Fifty-one fifty, I'm off the heezy

(You ain't got no f*ckin' Yeezy?
5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no f*ckin' Yeezy?
I betchu got some J-Kwon. You ain't got no f*ckin Yeezy?)

Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f*ckin' Looney
See these girls talkin' all that sh*t (what?)
I'm just tryna see some tits (what?)
Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes
Out this b*tch like hokus pokus
And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles
And met up with b*tches, gave 'em cum on their dimples
Then my d*ck went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo
Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo
Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo
On PCP and cilantro, when I'm with your b*tch I'm like
Where my d*ck doe?
Now she think I'm bout to eat her hole
Encho and lada, I got a lot of that Preme and I'm paying nada
It seems that I'm product placement but not I'm just f*ckin' awesome
Yo mama look like a ugly, loser
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LanguageEnglish
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Copyright ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing
WriterDominique Cole, Gerard Long, Tyler Okonma, Vyron Turner
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedMarch 9th, 2012
Last updatedMarch 7th, 2022
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