SMUCKERS-Tyler, The Creator/Kanye West/Lil Wayne

[00:00.000] 作词 : Kanye West/Dwayne Carter/Tyler Okonma [00:00.780] 作曲 : Kanye West/Gabriele Ducros/Dwayne Carter/Tyler Okonma [00:01.560]For your boy [00:02.750]I'm watchin Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor [00:05.640]I'm tryna cop the new McLaren with the vertical doors, **** it [00:10.480]Money, money, money, money; money ain't the motive [00:13.360]What's your name again? Nobody knows it [00:15.480]Don't speak to me bitch, you not important [00:17.880]I'm focused (2, 3, 4), bring in the horns [00:23.540]They say I'm nutty, I'm picnic basket, I'm short of a sandwich [00:26.500]I'm peanut butter, Boyce Watkin's a mother****e [00:28.660]Please come and get me, said I suck him at your neck [00:30.900]Like a hickey, boy I'm sicky [00:32.540]Like a HIV victim, ain't nobody ****ing wit me [00:35.580]I got banned from New Zealand, Whitey called me a demon [00:38.620]And a terrorist, goddammit, I couldn't believe in it [00:41.640]Ban a kid from a country; I never fall, never timber [00:44.560]But you ****ed up as a parent; your child idol's a nigger [00:47.580]I clearly don't give a ****, so you could run that shit back [00:50.820]And **** your loud pack, and **** your Snapchat [00:54.120]Cherry Bomb the greatest ****ing album since the days of sound [00:57.060]And that shit gon pop just like that mother****er that was never 'roun [01:00.080]Damn, bout to drop, gas 'em up, thick exhaust [01:02.980]Young T, came quick, hard to beat, niggas is soft [01:06.180]We ain't lyin, we the truth, call him Simba, beats his hooves [01:09.120]Tyler the Creator sweatin Jesus juice [01:11.440]Put that mother****ing cow on my level, cause I'm raisin the stake [01:14.560]Mom I made you a promise, it's no more section 8 [01:17.600]When we ate its the steaks, now our section is great [01:20.700]Cause that's the level I'm at, my niggas pass 'em a plate [01:23.760]'Ye! [01:24.640]Why, oh why, why, why don't they like me? [01:29.120]Cause Nike gave a lot of niggas checks [01:31.040]But I'm the only nigga to ever check Nike [01:36.500]Richer than white people with black kids [01:39.700]Scarier than black people with ideas [01:42.840]Nobody can tell me where I'm headin [01:44.840]But I feel like Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my weddin [01:48.030]They say I'm crazy, but that's the best thing goin for me [01:51.060]You can't Lynch Marshawn if Tom Brady throwin to me [01:53.950]I made a million mistakes, but I'm successful in spite of 'em [01:56.770]I believe you like a fat trainer takin a bite or somethin [01:59.840]I wanna turn the tanks to playgrounds [02:02.100]I dreamt of 2Pac; he asked me "Are you still down?" [02:05.130]Yeah my niggas, it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on [02:08.450]I know they tell they white daughters "Don't bring home Jerome" [02:11.580]I am the free nigga archetype,I am the light and the beacon [02:15.860]You can ask the deacon [02:17.670]It's funny, when you get extra money [02:20.560]Every joke you tell just be extra funny [02:23.300]I mean, you can even dress extra bummy [02:26.100]****ing bathroom break, nose extra runny [02:28.900]And I gave you all I got, you still want extra from me [02:31.880]Oxford want a full-blown lecture from me [02:34.680]And the Lexus pull up, errr, like hop, I hopped out, like wassup? [02:38.860]Err-err-err, step back, hold up, my niggas, you suck, hold up [02:49.400]I studied the proportions [02:50.900]Emotions runnin at a Autobahn speed-level [02:53.500]Had a drink with fear, and I was textin God [02:56.380]He said 'I gave you a big dick, so go extra hard' [03:01.610]For your boy [03:02.810]I'm tryna pop the new McLaren with the vertical doors [03:05.700]I'm watchin Freak and Geeks, got a trampoline in my room [03:09.160]Damn [03:11.250](2, 3, 4) [03:12.370]Hold your ****ing horses, niggas really ****ing thought that T lost it [03:17.750]Like I bet it at a auction, been exhausted [03:20.040]I been workin while y'all cylinders smoke like broken exhaust tips [03:24.020]****ing losers [03:26.110]Hold your ****ing ponies, my homie [03:27.930]I'll whip your donkey by my lonely [03:29.670]I eat niggas like Shoney's (Yeah) [03:32.080]It's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies [03:34.210]I knock 'em down, domino effect; no pepperoni [03:37.570]I swear [03:38.500]This them Golf boys, like them Hot Boy$ [03:40.490]For the nine-nine and two-thousand [03:42.990]But its the two-thou' [03:44.690]And the one-four, and the one-five [03:46.610]Yo, what up Wayne? [03:48.460](What up Slime, niggas go hard) [03:50.270]Yeah, I'mma go hard like before came [03:52.870]Got too much drive, need like ten lanes [03:55.390]Life is a broad and she give brain [03:57.730]That's that road head (yeah) thats a dream car [04:00.110]Got a full tank of that same year I was born [04:03.330]That's that one-nine-nine-one [04:05.410]'nother nigga like I, you won't find one [04:07.910]Cause ****ing I'm a god, a divine one [04:10.850]Tune [04:11.490]My trigger finger wise but my 9 dumb (Yeah) [04:13.950]Middle finger blind, so its ****ing A-N-Y-one [04:17.290]****ed, skate, and die son; a hundred ways to die so [04:20.150]I'm starin at a tramp-on-lean, make my eye jump [04:23.450]Use Adderall like alarm clocks, wake my high up [04:26.380]Stakes are high; well done, and prime cut, eat up [04:29.370]I stick my rollie in her mouth, let the time come [04:31.550]She got hair like Sheneneh, and eyes like Wanda [04:35.230]Oh my goodness [04:36.260]Wayne them niggas ugly [04:37.050]These niggas colder than Tommy buddy [04:38.990]'Ye we hittin models like Tony Parker be hittin bottles [04:42.290]****ing I'm goin harder than yellow cabbies stoppin for Lionel [04:45.370](Black ass niggas) They be duckin us niggas [04:47.470]Shout out to Donald Sterling, boy lets get a scrimmage [04:50.290]And cut some niggas I'll bring the Clippers [04:52.230]And a couple owners that's kinda German [04:54.550]You bring the nooses, and a couple trees [04:56.570]Where the money grow, and get bodies burnin [04:58.750]Cause I'm tryna hang like I'm Mr. Cooper or Jews in Berlin [05:02.330]Or some niggas from Alabama, Birmingham [05:05.150]I need music so I'm over the street like Erick Sermon was [05:09.150]****ing us, maybe we should team up [05:11.410]Anti-Golf boys, cuz I don't **** with me either [05:14.370]I'm a liar, I'm a nigga, uhh... [05:16.350]Son you need Jesus [05:17.750]But I heard he left Sunset to go on tour with Yeezus [05:21.060]Well, I'm prayin for the new Yeezys [05:24.250]And you niggas prayin that we squash the beef like zucchini [05:27.570]I know; it ain't gain, nor fame, nor tame, or lame, nor strange [05:32.050]Nah niggas, it's Golf Wang [06:40.510]