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Slow It Down

アーティスト:Tyler, The Creator  アルバム:Bastard 

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We come through throbbin' like thunder storms Make them feets get wet and funky up in they under arms I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwin' bombs With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know it's on Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms Suck a dick, eat salam gettin' they nails done in salons Hodgy Beats is like limp balm If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms Haters must be starvin' nowadays I make California Vietnam And I'm goin' to embalm my creativity Into a CD-rom, so you can feel this shit up on Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, yeah Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, oh my God Turn it up nigga, where's the bass? Could you bring the keys? Yeah Turn it up, nigga where's the bass? Drop the drums =Pink chinchilla, cause I'm like Thrilla My t-shirts are bathin', a bathin' gorilla You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda But I ate that whole plate like a fat bitch dinner I'm never the winner, always the loser


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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