LEMONHEAD Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator,42 Dugg
Singer: Tyler, The Creator,42 Dugg
Title: LEMONHEAD
Y’all n#gg#s know what’s up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
They should remove us from the game
I don’t lean
This sh#t really get crazy
I don’t lean
Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)
I don’t lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won’t move out
If you want smoke, he the cool opp
And he drill sh#t got the tool up
It’s the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out
n#gg#, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out
When we woo hot, this is Flipmode
And they know your p#ss# like the douche opp
b#tch I’m cool, cool and his mouth wet
He a punan’, used to stage dive
But they sue now, I was too hot
TLC waterfalls on my chest, help me cool off (Ah)
Got too many calls, shit’ll go cold (Yeah)
They catchin’ dust, wanting to stall (Yeah)
In love with lemonheads, lookin’ like ball
Keep your protect, I spent that on opp (Spent that on opp, n#gg#)
How much it cost? sh#t, I don’t know (Nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (True story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, “How so?”
First n#gg# put a bike rack on the rolls, T
A young turned n#gg#, I be ****in’ these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I’m here)
Rich, tell the world, “Come see me out low”
I ain’t rockin’ with cuz, n#gg#, free my bros (Trez)
I ain’t got no safe and they see me shinin’ (b#tch, huh)
Still ****, I’m grindin’ (Lame)
Eighty for a gram, we (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-tone Patek in this b#tch, goddammit (Ho)
Ten bad hoes, n#gg#, look at that b#tch (Look at that)
Still sellin’ dope, I be cookin’ that sh#t (Man, for real talk, sh#t)
My hoodie like six bands (Bruh, dog sh#t)
Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)
I’m from the bottom, b#tch, we gettin’ money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain’t gettin’ nothin’
Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)
n#gg#, you got lucky (Skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she ****
I ain’t doin’ no talkin’, I ain’t doin’ no savin’ (No, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I get his b#tch back
Know I ain’t crazy, n#gg# still tote straps
Like, “Get on, b#tch, just spit on shit”
Man, oh my God, “Remember lil’—?”
Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I’m gone (We gone)
Biatch
Call on me
(My bro is)
If you get lost
(Runnin’ his finger around the bowl)
Call on me
(I got that sh#t sittin’ on my counter like a fruit bowl, that’s like a hundred racks)
If you get lost
(I like the color green, in every shade)
If you get lost
(I like life)
Call on me
(My, like my life)
If you get lost
(Don’t ****ing bite, y’all n#gg#s love to steal)
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