Tyler, The Creator - pimp slap (ft. Hodgy Beats) | Текст песни

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• Tyler, The Creator
• pimp slap (ft. Hodgy Beats)

My window is a book and I'm a fuckin' crook
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
And if my mom'll answer, I'll ask her
What she wants on 25th because I'm chillin' with prancer

Rudolph, Adolf, Hitler
Rollin' with nineteen 88's like it's 1988
But my speakers are bleedin'
The doctor's in uniform, fuck cars I have a damn unicorn

That flies me to places, no spaceships, don't need money
Where I can free at hand, eat candy with Easter bunnies
Donuts equal water, inhalers and mushrooms
And we don't have cars, we ride balloons and we zoom threw

Sound and the bass is astoundin'
The snare plays square no roundin'
Major ninth chords tower seethes like it's Yao Ming
Kobe, imaginary friends, fuck homies (they don't know me)

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this
With my Donald Trump hair piece you an apprentice
You're fired and tired, you can't say up like a limp dick
If you think you can spit then I am the fuckin' dentist

My visions that I record, the instruments I adore
The happiness that I hoard (can't be bought) at liquor stores
You faggots an buy chains but Utopia can't afford
And they sore on hatin' reality that I ignore

You can try to walk inside my brain but I close the door
Fuck dogs, I roll around with my pet dinosaur

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