Текст песни Peach Fuzz - Tyler, The Creator
It's
9:23
A.M
And
uh..
an
idea
Summer
feeling
idea
Yeah,
I
don't
know
You
said
keep
it
short,
this
is
peach
fuzz
Contact,
couple
months,
then
we
out
You
said
keep
it
short,
this
is
peach
fuzz
Contact,
couple
months,
then
we
out
It's
nothing
serious
(I
wanna
be
your
man)
It's
nothing
serious
(I
wanna
be
your
man)
Yeah,
mama,
yeah,
mama,
I'm
daddy,
no,
I'm
not
You're
a
lot
of
fucking
problems,
you
gon’
prolly
show
true
colors
By
the
time
we
tie
the
knot
up,
Tyler,
Tyler,
he
got
caught
up
Now
they
taking
my
ricotta,
bunch
of
lawyers
and
‘your
honors’
I
mean,
no
mama,
more
father
but
my
fanbase
that's
from
Goblin
Don't
believe
me,
I
been
saying
since
'13
but
they
blinded
But
whatever,
I'm
reminded
that
I
slightly
got
off
topic
of
this
song,
shit
Shout
out
Prophet,
okay
Could
you
tell
me
how
far
in
the
future
do
you
see
us?
You
can
make
decisions
while
your
lips
graze
on
my
peach
fuzz
Pull
out
the
guitar
and
learn
some
new
chords
from
Anita
Baker
Baker
got
some
acres
out
the
window
when
you
wake
up
I'm
a
fish
sign,
my
b-day
March
and
put
it's
knee
up
Bunch
of
yes
sergeants
'til
we
barge
in
on
them
tea
cups
But
guarantee
that
I
will
get
my
stripes
just
like
Adidas
Nah,
we
don't
wear
those,
it's
UNOs
when
we
put
feet
up,
yeah
You
said
keep
it
short,
this
is
peach
fuzz
Contact,
couple
months,
then
we
out
You
said
keep
it
short,
this
is
peach
fuzz
Contact,
couple
months,
then
we
out
It's
nothing
serious
(I
wanna
be
your
man)
It's
nothing
serious
(I
wanna
be
your
man)
Yo,
shout
out
Stones
Throw
man
Shout
out
Prophet
Album's
beautiful
Summer
flings
and
shit
It's
nothing
serious,
just,
you
know
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