MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
odd future - 50
I'm a lotta narcotics, flow aquatic atomic
The way I rhyme in Islamic promises, ignorance is common sense
Straining my glottis, fucking hungry hippopotamus
You niggas are in the bottom pit, obnoxiousness
Is what I was raised around as a child
I'd rather chuck up my middle finger than give a bitch a smile
Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres
In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothafuckin' stapler
Uh, you hear that shit
Ay, run that shit back
Yeah, that shit hot, nigga
Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres
In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothafuckin' stapler
Good grades on the wall, niggas hate to see me do it major
I?m just a leader of my team and I ain?t afraid to trade ya
Lacing my shoes, we the MellowHype jews
We controlling the crews, drinking Belgium booze
We animals out the zoos, with a fuse abused
Bitches brewing in our stews, on they knees like the pews
Sock a buster in his jaw
Fuck the police, break the law
Twist your fingers up, grip your balls
If you ain't got heart you ain't got shit at all (2X)
Where your homies at
They'll get fucked up too
Where your grandma at
She'll get fucked up too
Where your bitch at
She'll get fucked up too
Where the roof at
We'll stomp that bitch through (2X)
Here we go negero, I sing figaro, figaro
Chunking up my deuce bigalow, burning bodies in infernos
Aww, mothafucka wanna see you shine and I got my gold on
Clancy said I'm late for my flight, well they better hold on
Can't wait 'til I fuckin' buy me a jet, there gon' be some hoes on it
Just blow O's on it, count dough on it
Smoking in the sky, damage the ozone, don't it?
Shit, I'll take a life for my moment's moment
Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, you're in auction
Turn the bass up, give mothafuckas concussions
Rappers nowadays are all phased when it comes to soft shove
If niggas saying your flow weak, you shoulda bought one
You call this brand new, to me it's Santa Cruz
Don't find HB the man to lose, you ain't a bruise
Catch me on MTV or your local channel news
In London recording to Muse, I'm the man at the fuse
I'm fucking crazy, need slavery to behave me
Engraving what I am saying into your mothafuckin' brain and skull
Sock a buster in his jaw
Fuck the police, break the law
Twist your fingers up, grip your balls
If you ain't got heart you ain't got shit at all (2X)
odd future - bitches
Bitch
It's the five-nine taper fade; Sideline Laker game
High time save a page; They already know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real shit taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav
Let me take my scarf off five-four-three-two-one bitch
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores
My flow be tramping like you whores I'm suicidal fuck the door
I'm and if but and or
Bitch what the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't getting no money huh
Broke niggas is talking loud I swear you niggas is funny bruh
We what the fuck is up 2012 clutch as fuck
Fast lifestyle nigga slow me down double cup
Old school visans rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o clock when your bitch lands by six
She will be quicksand better than the next nigga: this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I feel bitch
All I need is green grass and gold on my real bitch
Watch me get it nigga I'mma sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch
I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles why? To busy in the meadows high
Out to Dena I'm fresh like I'm out the cleaners
Hardwood like an angry beaver I'm nuts like my fucking t-shirt
Get it?
A phantom you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals
Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream cause none of them wishes tangible
I'm balling like Benjamin it's all about the Benjamins
That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't even friends with them
Call a ho then stall a ho I'm also dope across the rope
Catch my fade I bang grenades and beat your face 'til it's off your throat
Please shut the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep
The shit he speak got him all antsy like his Christmas week
Silly me, riding with several bitches with slim physiques
And I'm tryna see lights cameras action like Mr. Cheeks
Army fatigue Bape boxes for the league
No ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't really need shit
They asking Domo "where you been?" They feel they got ditched
Just look for the influence I be under that bitch and
It's a headlock when it come to that grip
You ain't never met a motherfucker done in that sick
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best thing next
I bet I'll mess with presets and jet around all these vets
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of grey hair dead souls
Promise 90 retro, ho
Hey y'all get out of he way cause I'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your head tank dog
Thinking that you better than me will get you taked off
You either gotta win or go home, bitch it's the playoffs
More luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that
I ain't stuntin' I'm a youngin' me and my niggas we be thuggin'
At our shows that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzing
So meet me in the trap; it's going down
MellowHigh leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown
Cops arrest me for a DUI prohibition
We don't need you motherfuckers to stop and listen
Golf Wang Bitch
odd future - bitches brewin
[Hook]
I got these bitches brewin'
Fuckin' up my gold pots
[Verse 1]
You like my songs, I like your tits
But deep down, I don't really like you bitch
You got a nice tongue and you wear a nice thong
But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong
(Left) You're on my bed, but Simon's red
Now Simon says get the fuck out my life
Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night
And you could be a stab for this knife
I'm seventeen, you're twenty-six
You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick
You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit
But I'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat
Where's my inhaler? I think I'm gonna puke
Cause I can't believe I lost my virginity to you
Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too
But I guess I'm just gonna make this fish stew because
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat
Crawls right down the crack of your ass
Booty meets snack, back that ass up
Until you come back up and lick my sack up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and skaters
I do sound like Darth Vader
But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' your muffin
I think you and your friends
Should come with me to get your salad tossed
Cause when I make this stew
In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because
[Hook]
[Outro]
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass
And don't make vibrations stop
odd future - blade
Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis, throwing chairs, killing shit
I'm half privileged, think white and have nigger lips
A tad different, mad smart, act ignorant
Shit, I'll pass the class when my dad starts giving shits
But as long as our relationship is turdless
I'mma keep burning rubber and fucking these beats with burnt dick
Who that? Oh, that new coon John Cusack
A Mecca button-up, shoutin' bring Fubu back
Hands full of coke, mouth full of crack mu-zack
Odd Future on the doo-rag, guess who's back?
With no hint, we're egging with no tint
Plus there's a shotgun under the seat where your ho sits, uh
The Night Striker, I'm riding her, up-tying her
There's nine Vicodins stuck inside of the windpipes of her
A little bit of sherm sure provokes the fucking fight in her
She started biting cause I'm giving cock like it's advice to her
Take that, I'm on top like wave caps
This is grade-A rap, Domo bring that bass back, nigga
odd future - commercial
[Verso 1]
My life? Screw it, with a drunk bitch
Like what the fuck are we doing?
We kissing, I'm weezing, it's time to play Tetris
I play piano, jack off I'm anorexic
I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic
Talking to myself because my therapist done had it
All the racial slurs from the wangsters playing from Lenny Kravitz
Love Lockdown like I am some sort of faggot
But I'm not in the first place
Waiting on my dad to say hi on my birthday
Cause Jesus wouldn't even be my friend on Church day
I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way
In the jungle, I planned on the keeper
Inside of the cage cause I'm a motherfucking Zebra
Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers
Looking out retarded kids screaming out fuck slob, Jesus
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I can write a hook fast
I can get straight to the cash
Y'all niggas come last, I'm first though
No rehearsal, I know it all like Urkel
You can call it commercial
So turn it up, turn it up (Watch it)
Odd Future won't stop it
[Verso 2]
I make music for a reason, didn't vote Obama
So you can charge me with treason
Year round asshole, the fuck you season
The flu, I'm sick that's why everybody sneezing
I'm always cheesing, smile for a reason
Fuck as I fuck you, I'm always teasing
My daughter need milk and a quilt
So I'm selling the the haze for six bucks cause she always sneezing
Some people need drugs, some people need dubs
On they car note to go to the club
But really, really, really, all I need deep down, is a hug
[Hook]
[Verso 3]
Look, I'm back like niggas on a bus
With a Rosa Parks state of mind, I don't give a fuck
And I'm strolling Down South like Good Luck Chuck
In a Malcolm X shirt chilling with the Ku Klux
Klan, I ain't nothing to fuck with
O.F. clan they ain't nothing to fuck with
The O.F. clan they ain't nothing to fuck with
This "Black Snake Moan" is something to suck bitch
odd future - doms
[Domo Genesis]
I'm a motherfucking asshole
It's natural to act bashful in the presence of niggas with cash flow
I spaz ho, laying somewhere close to where the grass grows
Listening to jazz cause these niggas mad trash, yo
And that, kicking dust, my shit is ridiculous
Quickly put my dick in sluts who nose tend to be sticking up
Silly niggas, give it up, no person is sick enough
The doctor needs to fix me up, fix me up
Miss nurse in the red shirt, I'mma need some fucking head work
Talk you into anything, with talking, I'm an expert
Just talking to you niggas and it's sounding like my best work
Best work? For now, yes -- with every drop I'm better
Better than the rest, these niggas apply pressure
These niggas, every verse is lyrically def to these niggas
When that hearse drop, 6 feet death for you niggas
Many men opposing me, no success for you niggas
And I'm still on my bullshit, loc'ing with a full clip
That's the iPhone full of verses that I could spit
Preaching to the real, why he standing at the pulpit
Throwing middle fingers at the haters like, "what's good, bitch?"
Nah, really, what's trilly hood, bitch?
Hair ?, nigga extra mayo
That's the Frigidaire billionaire Bruce Wayne flow
Show the fuck out, dunk on a nigga and just hang yo
I'mma boss, nigga, fuck what it cost, nigga
You wanna oppose me? Chalk up a loss, nigga
Get lost, nigga, out my vicinity
Cause I terminate your kind, lames is the enemy
And these haters won't get my energy
T the C, we did it, G
And I'm higher than an Asian score on SATs
And yeah whatever
odd future - drop
I know everyone has their own fucking version of this
But no one did it justice, so here we go, uh
Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits
Her body is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm atheist
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the shit
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white bitch
Mixed like she moo and chew grass or some Concerta
Like the shit, I guess I kinda like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that drive without a license shit
On that take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you like the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that says
He hate Barbara Streisand flicks
Huh, me and Berman swervin' in the jeep
But I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the sheets
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep
And then they drop, ha-ha
Drop, bitch, drop, drop, drop (Drop, bitch)
Yo, the lambs get silenced and the fans get violent
Droppin' live grimey like the hands of Odd Toddlers
Fuckin' Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to tattlin'
Lynn swingin' axes at you antonyms of savages
And prayin' that it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
I Said..
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
Movin' on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a mess of her
After a couple drinks and a session of anal sex with her
Like hey there intestines, my cock is erect next to ya
We the shit, like what you make,
Them niggas still ain't fresh as us
Eat a dick, bitch!
odd future - epar
All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"
Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
While I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock"
Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead cops
And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine
And go harder than a fucking crack intervention
Clown of the class and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know
Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes
Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick bows
Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow
Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'
Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18
A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
She freaked with dick to help support
The habit picked up in the fourth
Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch
So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
"Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even fucking look
You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night
They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran right through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing?"
Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue
With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused
As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit
Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted
As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too young to be driving? "
Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home
"Get out the fucking car with your license and registration"
I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his neck and hip,
Threw him in the trunk and dipped
Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
A one dead in the front, dead cop in the back
And two live bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"
odd future - forest green
Follow the leader, bad senoritas in two seater's
She loves green, that's money, Mary Jane and Margaritas
The way it seems, the streets be looking at me like a teacher
They hounding me, like desperate rappers waiting for a feature
I ain't saying I don't need you, I'm saying let's keep the pace
Should be back at your place, just being patient with your feet up
They say he's so chill, how does he show no stress
He can't see into the future, how does he know what's next
Seeing all of these steps that he's taking
You're mistaken if they say we ain't so complex
I'm tryna be in a blue coupe, you can't pronounce the name
With a bad yellow bitch and she's singing Purple Rain, so insane
And people talking down on me, I don't really think they should
They said they could do it better, I don't really think they could
I ain't one for niggas wishes, but I wish a nigga would
This ain't as easy as it looks, I just make it look good
If it's politics, we're the presidents so presence serves a purpose
It's obvious that we're evidence, you're paying for a service
And I feel, you always think you're less than what you can be
What does it mean if I think I'm the one these niggas can't see
Gang mentality, Odd Future is a family
My niggas thrash, I was always Anti, Plan-B
Did I lose you
I know I'm much more than you're used to
Now I got these girls stepping out from their usual
So they tune in, T.I., see I, realize I'm a stand up guy
And these niggas realize they can't stand to see me on TV
So they lose their footing like they were gluttons with diabetes
But fuck the bullshit, I'm just tryna get rich
With my middle fingers up screaming swag me out bitch
Black kid on the corner selling drugs, go figure
Salute them with 21 guns, I'm killing these niggas
Uhh, bitch
Oh, and Free Earl mothafucka
And people talking down on me, I don't really think they should
They said they could do it better, I don't really think they could
I ain't one for niggas wishes, but I wish a nigga would
This ain't as easy as it looks, I just make it look good
So they tune in, T.I., see I, realize I'm a stand up guy
And these niggas realize they can't stand to see me on TV
So they lose their footing like they were gluttons with diabetes
But fuck the bullshit, I'm just tryna get rich
With my middle fingers up screaming swag me out bitch
Black kid on the corner selling drugs, go figure
Salute them with 21 guns, I'm killing these niggas
Uhh, bitch
Oh, and Free Earl mothafucka
And people talking down on me, I don't really think they should
They said they could do it better, I don't really think they could
I ain't one for niggas wishes, but I wish a nigga would
This ain't as easy as it looks, I just make it look good
odd future - furb set anthem
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Fuck that bitch!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Whoop that trick!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Fuck that bitch!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Whoop that trick!
I dont give a fuck, I dont give a shit,
I'll get a bitch, to suck my elbow
I got a sweater, and it's blue
I aint got one, I got three
I aint no gangmember, I aint no cuzz
But im wearin' all read prolly cause im a
Yellow person, and homie im screamin
I dont bust nuts, I fill yo girl mouth with white stuff
Fuck yo mama,(fool!) fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama
Fuck that bitch!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama
Whoop that trick!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Fuck that bitch!
I got friends that sell drugs, guess where we at?
We at the . . . social hall, with them bitches,
Hittin' them swishes
Gimmie them lips and we givin them hugs
Yall already know, we be all gangbangin'
Already know that we got drugs
Goin to the store,
Prolly buyin' some pancake mix
I dont even go to the store
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama
Fuck that bitch!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,
Whoop that trick!
Yea, what you know about wearin' a sweater
That dont match with my shoes like
Homie, I dont play that shit
I got a gun, homie dont walk, you betta skip !
Fuck that trick, fuck that hoe,
I make money, I make chedda
You know who I am, you know where I be
You know plus 1 plus 2 is 4
All up in the club, now im at the door
You dont got enough, so I guess you want more
Hoe, I eat chocolate and marshmallows
So that's a smore.
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama
Fuck that bitch!
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama
Whoop that trick!
odd future - hcapd
Many men has met his fate, murder I premeditate
The world is low, the devil waits, so I stay high as heaven gates
See I'm on it everyday, minutes never go to waste
If ain't no profit on the way then we cannot negotiate
Scripture texts for holy sakes, who's telling what the Lord will say
Until that day, I'll be tunnel vision on the paper chase
Odd Future, fuck your feelings, check the score we fuckin' winnin'
Check the list we in the building, stupid swag, Paris Hilton
More potential, you's a liar, step up we will crucify ya
Head first, yea it's going down like a scuba diver
Need the fire, I'll supply ya, put the hire on the block
Swag on deck, if you need it I be overstocked
I'm a brother man with a swagger from the motherlands
It tells my hands and rubs my glands, I'm ill as fuck, bitch fuck your mans
Chingy chong, I'm in Japan, Chinch and Chong wrapped in seran
Keep the bong hash in my canister, I'm headed where it's handed first
Domo rollin' up, Left Brain already smokin'
You smell that loud ounce? Mary Jane has already spoken
My shades on, bitch I'm Loc'ing, no need for aggravations
Cause a fake nigga in his death bed will be fuckin' collaboratin'
Kush escaped without a roller, high roller, no time for strollers
Made it stoned because I'm workin' over, too many posers tryin' to rob my bowl
I'm pretty sure Tyler will represent it, I fell asleep before you bitch niggas present it
I'm fuckin' authentic, remember it, you motherfuckers pretending
Me and Leggo just skated the bowl
Next thing you know wildin' out at Watch the Throne
I had a dead phone so I gave that little nigga my cam
He snapped that shit, the motherfuckers went HAM
Like Miss Piggy cunt around Kermit
I'm like how many fucks can I get a day
Fuck respect, I'd rather hang myself on the wall with a noose on neck
Before I change to fit in your block, so I'll make sure I cannot fit in a house
And I hate genres, fuck hip hop with their searching cop high top flip flops
In the middle of the winter, y'all like fuck them kids, like a weird babysitter might say
My dignity, I'm still trying to find it but I lost it somewhere in Austin
In a creek with Dawson and this vegan bitch tryin' to eat my sausage
That sounds awesome
Fuck these parties, I'm real awkward
I stand there, I don't know what to do man
I'd rather be at home with my crew and my new rooms, staring at my brand new MoonMan
Listening to MF Doom and Wooh Da Kid and Brick Squad 1017
Shout out to Waka, rest in peace Slim
Golf Wang motherfuckin' triple six we is 3 twins
Free my little nigga sweatshirt
Gang name stitched into my sweatshirt
Bow down until your motherfuckin' neck hurt
Respect me. Do we run shit? Nigga, yes indeed
Cheech and Chong, I don't need a bong
But I do have friends who got weed that's strong
I need a tree house, air hockey, ping pong, a mini ramp
Throwing that tramp on a trampoline
Have you heard the end of the Window
Nigga fuck the team
Hey, I'm just playin', I love you niggas
I hate these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck everybody who doubted me
The only ones I care about's the ones that surround me
Odd Future
Fuck all you industry niggas man
Y'all see me at parties, start comin' up sayin'
"We must collab" I don't fuck with none of you niggas
All y'all can suck my motherfuckin' dick
Fuck all you labels
Fuck every fuckin' DJ I hope y'all don't play none of my shit
Suck my motherfuckin' dick
And don't come up to me at the next event
I don't want your fuckin' number, your business card
Fuck your company, I'm not performin' at none of your shit
Don't ask for my fuckin' manager's email
I don't fuck with none of you niggas
Golf Wang, Free Earl nigga
Fuck Steve Harvey
odd future - hi
Let me tell y'all niggas a little motherfuckin' story real quick
Once upon a time, there was this group
of dusty ass motherfuckers create a little group for themselves
They call themselves Odd Future
The motherfuckers made a motherfucking tape, Odd Future Tape Volume 2
You know, that ugly ass nigga Tyler with his bitch ass
I should fuck that nigga up when I see him
Nappy ass hair
Left Brain, that nigga ugly as fuck, big ass nose.
Syd gay ass, puttin' her clit on other bitches nipples and shit whatnot
Matt big ass, big ass nigga with some small ass earrings, bald
Mike G, crusty ass
My nigga Earl ugly as fuck, let's have a moment of silence for that nigga real quick
Fuck silence, fuck that
My nigga Jasper, dirty fatass, that nigga boxers stink
My nigga Frank. Fuck, fuck Frank, nigga, fuck him
Taco, ohhh, young bitch ass, I should, I, fuck, I hate all these niggas
And you know, that little short gay light-skinned nigga
Hodgy and that fatass nigga Domo
Let me just
odd future - lisa
Verse 1: Jasper Doplhin]
I said Lisa you a stupid bitch
Kissed my dad gave em herpes now
He got crabs from this last girl
This other girl too he kissed my
Last sister sister last sister too
Lisa you dumb bitch you left me
For some other chick nigga
And the baby too the baby digs
You but mines a little small
I dont give a fuck
I look like a fucking frog
[Hook: Tyler And Jasper]
Lisa (Stupid little bitch)
Lisa (I really hate you for this shit)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Bitch)
Lisa
[Verse 2: Tyler The Creator]
Bitch
I gave you what you want, Gave you what you need
Then I gave you a kiss, Now my penis bleeds
Now I'm at the clinic bitch, Now I'm stuck up at the dentist
In this motherfucking relation, I hate it bitch it's finished
You gave me war, I gave you peace
Infection on your yeast then you tried to fuck my niece
She only seven but when she turn eleven
Ya'll can fuck the indians for hotdogs at 7eleven
Huh You tried to give a kiss but the little bitch
Got herpes on her lips and here bitch listen
You was it, I wasn't pimpin'
You half black How the fuck you gonna burn up all the chicken
You can't make Kool-Aid, I'm so serious
No fruit punch so I had to drink your period
Fuckin' buying bape dildos up on my visa
I was in love with you Lisa
[Hook: Tyler And Jasper]
Lisa (Stupid little bitch)
Lisa (I really hate you for this shit)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Bitch)
Lisa
[Verse 3: Casey Veggies]
Hey, What's this bump on my lip
What the fuck is this yellow shit comin' out of my dick bitch
I should've used a fucking rubber
Lisa, Bitch you told me your name was Rhonda
Show my little brother, How to take an aids test
Come to find out, My ass was positive
Took care of all seven of ya kids
Bitch, Fuck Bobby Brown now it's her prerogative
Sniffin' coke, Smokin' Grass
Should've never fucked you in the ass
Bitch, you are crackhead, Everyone knows
We was all in the club and They was like (Ahhh)
And I was like (Kiss Noises) And they were like And I was like this
Whats your name and she said Clean
And I'm like Hmm..
What happened?
I said bitch
[Hook: Tyler And Jasper]
Lisa (Stupid little bitch)
Lisa (I really hate you for this shit)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Fuck her)
Lisa (Bitch)
Lisa
[Verse 4: Left Brain]
You stupid ass bitch, I can't believe you did me wrong
I gave you a kiss and I went to go home
I came back to the fucking house, You fucking rat
Now I came back shoulda, I don't give a fuck you stupid fuck
Bitch you smell like ass, I gave you a kiss
I really love you bitch, Why would you do me like this
I gave you everything like my fucking dick
I gave you money, cars, diamonds and shit
When I just (?)
Then you suck everbody's motherfucking dick
Suck enough niggas like a std and shit bitch
Ain't taking care you no more
See your kids smoke more so get the fuck out the door
And get on your knees and suck my dick one last time
This one time suck it suck it like It fall off and shit
[Hook: Tyler, Jasper and Hodgy Beats]
Lisa
Lisa
Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, Lisa (I loved you bitch)
Lisa
Lisa
I gave you everything I had
Lisa
Bitch I let you fuck my dad
(Lisa) Timmy (Lisa) Tracey (Lisa) Keisha
Bitch
[Verse 5: Jasper Dolphin And Hodgy Beats]
See, it was all good and stuff, and you just come
To my house and chill on my couch, but now, you gave me everything
You had, herpes, gonorrhea, syphilis, I can't even give my mom
A hug, shit (Hold on wait, wait, wait that bitch stole my motherfucking base)
(She took my baby!)
(Nigga she took my baby!)
She took your baby? Bitch thats based
I'll stab this bitch with a motherfucking pencil
When I go get her, she gone get knocked
(and my dick fell off)
I loved you Lisa (you pissed me off there slut)
We loved you Lisa
You even fucked everyone in the family
Can't even go to the family reunion, bitchhhhhhhh
Mmm Lisa bitch
Hee hee Odd Future, ahh shoot a nigga
(Odd future, i'mma say a shout out to my dirty niggas in the dirty skatepark, skatepark dirty dirty, aww)
Aahh, okay okay
You can stop recording
Waitwaitwait one more thing one more thing one more thing
Uhh, you still recording? Oh
Fuck em all Odd Future, Bitch
odd future - malaya
[Verso 1]
I'm going in, as if I'm tryna swim
Working on my game for you like I'm at the gym
Yamming on cats, hanging on the rim
I'm fresh from my Newbounds to the fitted brim
Beautiful is the synonym to your name
It's a shame, but you can't blame him
For saying that if she was a game I be playing that
Not playing that with strings attached
Red or blue, because I ain't banging that
I'm rearranging that fact, that I'm always exact
But today I'm going to extract the scent
The sugar from your sweetness
If I'm ever sick you're my treatment
I keep you warm if your place don't got a heater
As long as you seated with me in my two seater
Seventy miles per hour, new cheetah
In a wife-beater but I won't beat ya, Diva
New feature, cruise control
So I'mma sweep my feet up, I think I should keep her
Why? Because she lookin' like a keeper, yeah
[Hook]
Malaya, Malaya wondering how are you
I'm thinking that I should pick up the phone and call you
Conversations lovely, never have to argue
Over the line it's all me and you know it's all you
[Verse 2]
I'm going in, as if I'm tryna swim
Dolphin on the surface you can tell by the fin
In the mix, Juice and Gin, slick on my steez, never rusty like tin
Baby girl, I'm here to win, your game, it's a shame, but you can't blame him
I wanna be in your A life like Tims, even if you don't like them
I'mma just SB Nike then, if I was a food, I'll let you bite in
You like my conversations, that's why you smiling
We can get alone, isolated on our own island, nah girl, I ain't lying
I'm subscribing, trying to wake up to you in the horizon
I'm full of surprises when you enter, so I'm enterprising
Tell your Bin to come out from his Laden
The sun is rising and I'm advising you to pay attention to my advertisement
I'm on my slicker material, satisfying, I ain't lying
odd future - mcdonalds
[Intro]
I got a brain I gotta think
Blue is purple and purple is pink
I gotta a brain I gotta think
Spilling this ink as I'm off of this drink
[Verse]
I'm twisted, uplifted
Grey goose blifted, head dose and finger itchin'
Mind twitchin' eyes flickerin'
I'm on the mission to the counter I'm gettin'
More lickerin, in this system
Tried to pour it in my mouth but I missed it
No hang overs for tomorrow, I don't get sick
But this sick shit, I spit vicious
Ambitious ridiculous audacious
Suspicious malicious nutritious
Your's broken? Nigga fix it
Mine's cracked, lip stick
I'm cracked baking soda mixed with white girl
For the white girl you sniff it
Whiff this and get hit
To the new hot OF the lord Hodgy the new cop
With a Glock, clocked back and pop
Not a slop sprayer so the hater get shot
After while take a shot
Get me loose when I screw off the top, we rolling rock
Drinks on the rock like we on the dock
Cuttin' L's off the knock playing Xbox
While I'm in my socks rocking team blocks
Foxy like a fox, Chinchilla gorilla, this song knocks
I'm the king and it beats the queen
Left Brain on the scene and countin' up the green
He the principle I'm the dean
There's plenty children between slow-mo caffeine
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