Tyler, The Creator - Who Dat Boy (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Tyler, The Creator - Who Dat Boy (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Yo, who dat boy? Who him is?
Him that nig-ga, I swear
Stand up guy, him don't need no chair
Well, where the fuck him at?
'Cause nigga, I'm right here
I don't shop at the mall,
all y'all just
Dumb mothafucka
I'm a goddamn artist
You can give me some markers
and I'll draw you a closet
And you know that it's GOLF
Bitch go on and make the deposit
Nigga fresh to death like he
got dressed in a coffin
Cons, overalls, and a striped shirt
The boy drip swag like a broken faucet
It's runnin', nigga, I'm runnin' shit
That cherry be the bomb
like he ran in Boston
Won't stop 'til the cops surround him
One nigga jiggy and the other awesome
With his fuckin' face blown off,
that's how they found him
It's Young T
Who dat boy? Who him is?
Nigga, who dat boy? Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga,
who dem is, nigga?
Why you niggas feel like that?
Mad 'cause a nigga neck
chill like that
Mad 'cause a nigga push
wheel like that?
Why you puttin' bad vibes
in the air like that?
Nigga who dem boys?
Who dem is? Nigga, who dem is?
Who else step in this bitch this jig?
Who else your bitch say
got a Bic this big?
Who else came through with
a wrist this flick?
Nigga, Guess my pants, do my dance
Spin around, bitch, you
could kiss my ass
Never seen a nigga in this much Raf
Still doin' math when I miss my class
Was it Summertime '06,
had the number Nine
Nigga, never mind, was another
time before Vince
Had the Gucci gold tips
with the letterman
Nigga, dollar sign was my favorite
number at the time
Fresh freshman 'til they skip my ass
Senior citizen, don't forget my pass
Been that nigga and you
knew that there
Make the dick disappear,
how she do that there?
Mad 'cause a nigga push
weight like that?
Why you puttin' bad vibes in the?
Fuck the rap, I'm tryna own a planet
From my other fuckin'
business ventures
These niggas these days
Actin' like some bitches, like they're
fuckin' with ya (yeah)
Teeth is glistenin', Jesus, Christmas
He just shittin', she exquisite, bitches
be expensive (oh, no, nigga)
And I don't even need attention
WANG$AP on the bumper sticker,
fuck you niggas
Fuck global warming,
my neck is so frío
I'm currently lookin' for '95 Leo
My mom say she worried
because I'm so ill
I should stay in bed, but
got too much bread
To make, she said watch my weight
So I stayed home and start
eatin' some meals
Get out of my way, way
Boy that's McLaren, that's zero to sixty
in two-point-nueve, I'm gone
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