paroles de chanson 435 - Tyler, The Creator
Yeah,
Ayo
Ayo
I
put
the
feline
in
my
hair,
looking
like
a
cheetah
pet
And
you
know
they
getting
green,
if
a
flower
on
their
neck
If
a
flower
on
their
neck,
hit
Clancy
on
the
text
I
ain't
tryna
check
a
bag,
can
we
get
another
jet?
I
ain't
gas
niggas
up,
but
that
fuel
is
50
grand
Passionfruit
in
D.R.,
had
me
dripping
in
the
sand
New
nigga
from
New
York,
I'ma
give
him
sticky
hands
Sticky
fingers
from
the
green,
Jasper
playing
with
them
grams
They
was
playing
at
the
grams,
one
nom
ain't
enough
I'm
a
make
sure
that
that
shit
ain't
happening
again
Golf
boys,
it's
them
golf
boys
In
that
12
seater
wings
looking
like
a
hawk
boy
Getting
to
the
paper
better
reup
on
the
chalk
board
Because
the
student
turned
into
the
teacher
Don't
talk
boy,
class
in
session
1-5,
I'm
a
7
I'ma
god
nigga
ask
your
reverend
And
that
crib
in
Bel-Air
is
heaven
Hot-coco
outta
chinas
nigga
pass
the
beverage,
yeah
Comme
Des
on
that
hombre
Haters
with
the
long
face
New
whip
is
pirelli
tire'd
like
a
long
day
Big
dollars,
the
scent
Prada
Skinny
nigga
also
big
poppa,
women
they
adore
me
If
you
see
me
out
in
public,
no
pictures
don't
record
me
I
don't
really
fuck
with
y'all
nigga,
selfish
at
the
orgy,
uh
Bitch
One
take
Yeah
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