Songtexte Legendary - DJ Drama , Tyler, The Creator

Legendary (yeah)
DJ Drama
It's Bunny Hop
Haha

Um, once upon a time, 2006, if I had to guess
Weezy F. baby was provin' to us he was the best
I was kick, pushin', them diamond dollars right on my feet
Saved up every penny, sacrificing any meal I could eat

Dedication, uh (woo!)
Dedication 3, the prequel
Broke my shell, that summer was dedicated to me
Now it's boats and arenas and 20,000 in Beamer
I'm seeing numbers (I'm blessed), I'm doing the Macarena

My big homies picking they planes based on the mattress
Your big homies hopin' these women claim 'em on taxes
Google my net worth and I laugh (ha-ha-ha-ha)
That's just a fraction
These ideas is stuck in the air, straight doin' backflips

Sweet Georgia Peach on my couch, I ate her (yeah)
The new crib come with a theater, hi hater
I bike 'round wave back to Hov, hi neighbor
I didn't want to deal with the mortgage, it's all paper
Big spender, the garages for big fenders

It's T, baby
Red vehicle, wheel bender
We was drinkin' them Shastas
Now we leasin' our masters
Don't you ever forget, it's Gangsta Grillz, you bastards

On the tour, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
Eight cars to my name, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
Ten years in this shit, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
I put myself first (yeah), bitch, I'm really like that (mister)

I cut a nigga off, bitch, I'm really like that
I don't fuck with nobody, bitch, I'm really like that
Young T, Bunnyhop, bitch, I'm really like that
DJ Drama, Gangsta Grillz, I'm really like that