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HOT 97 Freestyle (2019) Lyrics - Artist : Tyler, The Creator
[Tyler, The Creator and Funkmaster Flex:]
Ooh Actin' like I didn't hear this beat before Ayo Ayy, it's Tyler, uh Wolf Haley Gap-Tooth T, Bucket Hat T, Lemon-Head Enzo Lil' Bunny Bop, Ace the Creator, Thernus Haley Cybex, Beef Loaf Free Rocky, free Rakim, that's my guy Um Ayo, um, ayo Free Rakim, free Rakim I might fly to Sweden to free him Hm, okay, I'm freestyling Say it again Free Rakim, free Rakim I might fly to Sweden to free him Braid my wig, A$AP tat on my ribs Switch with him, then I can fuck all the Swede men that I wanna Actually, I'm gonna Heat it up real quick, motherfucka, I'm Lebron-a Listen, Flex, we just met but I know it don't seem Like R Kelly wet dreams, I always keep 16's, nigga Me and Flex looking in the index For buff net niggas just for some hot butt sex What, what made you go with that verse? I don't- What made you go with that verse? I got a little cousin, when I die, he'll prolly take my estate I always tell him, "Be himself, and always strive to be great" Hm, no, hm My momma a dealer, her son crack, nigga What's that, nigga? Facts, nigga, hmm Why when they mention black businesses, they never mention me, dog? I don't know, please, see man 'Cause if they talkin' M's, GOLF did seventeen in '18, mothafucka And that's just one season, huh Stocks that I own, how much stocks do I own? All of it, the whole bird, that's my broth in the bowl, nigga Hm, hm, hm Gimme a topic, Flex Cars I can't hear you Cars Vroom, vroom, zoom, zoom Sweepin' niggas, inchin' like a broom, broom Yeah, yeah, man, you know what it is Don't even look at my engine, bitch, you can't afford this That's that muhfuckin' McLaren, that's five hundred made Got the fuckin' window tinted, 'cause I needed the shade And that E30 Bimmer, that you ain't seen since you a teen Uh, back in '91, when they was doin' E and PMD at the arena Macarena, Hayna, Jayna, Shayda, Raida, Aida I'm back from LA, with Mexicans, they love the Raiders But I don't watch football, I just watch the crooks ball With them fuckin' eight balls, sellin' inside the hall of the high school I was not cool, niggas thought that I was weird and shit, they kept they space But it's cool, 'cause now I got they amazin' grace, nigga How many M's? It don't matter how much I make Just know what it is, when you see face, the gap-tooth nigga, the big ears And them shoes you ain't seen yet And, yes, if you like 'em nigga, I did design it, nigga How many figures Converse gimme for that? Well, I don't know, but out in Bel-Air I just copped the new flat And the flat top, on the top of the hat The one with the G, the store did a couple M's this week Stop talkin' to me, dawg, niggas playin' around This is right off the top, this is right off the cock Me and Flex gon' go 'round the block, and he gon' get He always slips up when gets a little aggressive, a little aggressive, right, a little aggressive He always slips up when gets a little aggressive It makes your ears and your eyebrows go up Okay, um, listen They bringin' up my past, I don't hide it Goblin out now, bitch, buy it Lookin' for them tweets, bitch? Find it The cancel couch is fake and I recline it Man, I just don't know Niggas try to come for me, dog, they confidence low, dog What's goin' on? Mm I don't got much else to say, so I'ma end this shit 'Cause I got a lil' date with this dude real quick We gon' go prolly get some ice cream, and do, oh, wait a minute He just got off his damn last shift And he said that his momma can't do the dishes So he gotta go help her So I'm gonna go and weep, and go look for someone on Yelp But that's not a dating app So what you use? Tinder, Grindr? Get with all your niggas, and get right behind 'em What, you gon' do me like your DM, and slide 'em, hm Flex send me emoji No, there's no emoji, I didn't send an emoji, wait a minute Now, Flex, why you lyin'? Why you tryna play me like change and 50 Cent when he was dyin'? Tryin' just to get it, get it, I split it I read it in it, and intended, your head was in it, um, mwah, I kiss it, nigga Scooby Doobie, oobie the lubie Me and Flex was cuddled up watchin' Scooby Doo and eatin' Scooby snacks He said he, "Wanted my boobies" I said, "I don't got 'em" He said, "Whatever, nigga, I rock 'em" We stock-a-bock 'em, ocka-rock 'em, tacka-dock 'em He don't eat pork, I thought this nigga was a Salaama Lakim Y'all niggas crazy, when he called me, I was at the lake, bruh Be clear In Tahoe, I know, nigga, that's how I go Igor, Igor, Igor, niggas worshippin' Igor Niggas be worshippin', they fuckin' hands is kissin', and their knees sore, uh Free Rakim, free Rakim And I'm screamin' that until they free him Be clear Be clear, whatever, whatever Whatever I gotta do, I go get the cheddar And I don't even like pizza, but, whatever, more the better, nigga My ex bitch is wetter, nigga Nah, she dry as fuck, she like the canyon My niggas in Laurel Canyon (Man) All these white kids, they got the fandom His ex is gonna be lookin' at this in, like, a year Think that I'm funny because I'm random We could be together like a tandem Man, this weird as fuck I keep flirting with Flex and he ain't tryna fuck Now I'm confused, I'ma leave, I just think that he hate me I thought I came here so he'd date me He talking about a freestyle Ugh, nigga, fuck rap, fuck that I was tryna take him back and take off that hat And we could be like mwah, mwah, mwah on the lips But that's weird as fuck man, I'm talkin' 'bout dick (Pause, pause) Pause, pause, pause, nigga, pause, pause (Pause) When we leave you gon' give me your info so I call Sayin', "Link when you back in New York, I'm tryna give away a bike" (Yeah) "Maybe we can get some dinner at night" nigga Chow's, Mr. Chow's Fucking lyin' Mr. Chow's, Mr. Chow's, we there Look man, say less, say less, say less, say less Iss ya boy T, man, all my niggas vegan Nah, that's fucking weird, though They be eatin' meat, though But I don't mean it in the "Pause" way, I mean no homo Glitter on my nails, glitter on my neck Niggas bitter as hell, they shit don't sell I'm doin' so well, man, they really hate to see me win Especially 'cause the gap tooth, and I'm dark skinned But my shit clearer than that ball from Space Jam I'm that man, I'm that man See them diamonds on my hand, why am I talkin' material shit? I don't even care, but I'm just freestylin' this bitch, man Niggas ain't mad, they look Y'all crooks, me and Jay was just talkin' 'bout books I'ma prolly build a buildin' in the next two years, you wanna come? Sounds good Nah Flex, you wanna cum? Pause Flex, you tryna cum? (He baited me for it) He baited me for it, right, he baited me for it I didn't see that one, he caught me off guard, he got me, you got me, you got me |
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