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ace hashimoto - more ovaltine please lyrics

[verse 1: brandun deshay]
mom told me not to ask for ish
whenever we hit up the grocery store
so now, for the music, it’s the same with an asterisk
whenever they ask what i want from y’all
always had a dream of the simple things
put my mark on the game in a dimple way
some put they mark on the game in a pimple way
’cause videos nowadays look like pimp parades, but hip hip hooray
’cause now they got a real artist on his way up
these niggas living the dream, they about to wake up
i got support from two dads, on some g-y stuff
one live in chi-town, the other live way up
everything i do is dedication to them, my whole family
i ain’t even asking for a grammy
if i got one, i’d probably give it to my grammy
you understand me?
(that’s all that i’m asking for)

[chorus: brandun deshay]
my respect, a four-figure check every month for the rent
(that’s all that i’m asking for)
a fake id to get inside the bar in a mid-size car
(that’s all i’m really asking for)
a best friend with a little bit of cl-ss and a girl who loves jazz
(that’s all that i’m asking for)
to be internationally known so everywhere i go, i’m home
(that’s all that i’m asking for)

[verse 2: tyler, the creator]
b, what’s happening? nigga, f-ck rapping
i’m in cell 1 and 2 because i’m considering trapping
3 or 4 with some overweight groupies
and a food stamp nigga and a motherf-cking hoopdy
but truthfully, i’m hungry, these rappers is lunchmeat
i laugh at aids victims, cold heart, f-ck heat
f-ck school, do drugs, holes with no magnum, k!ll everyone in the industry
and drag them to the florist by the end of the chorus, so they can be alive in case
my f-cking verse is boring, b-ss in the stairs
stock shit like a share, i’m a virus
having great dreams of f-cking miley cyrus
b-tches, i bag them, jeans, i sag them
7, 8, y’all don’t lay them straight, your nigga is f-g them
9, 10, i’m a motherf-cking sin
turn this shit off before i say… amen

[verse 3: brandun deshay]
what the heck i look like, trying to impress fishes?
there’s plenty fish in the sea, and i love fishes
i don’t rap to get the women, f-ck b-tches
give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes
it’s no secret, i love br–sts, but i hate chickens
it’s no secret, i love getting, but hate wishing
hey, listen, i know you heard a lot of rappers
but there’s a difference, i’m an emcee that’s dapper
a little sex appeal ’cause i think sex is real fresh
but honestly, the music is the best
only god comes before it like i before e, except after c
well, you know what i mean
i just want you to see the big picture
a lot of dudes need help being cool like kool-aid, i’m a big pitcher
trying to sell to a hypnotized world
what i gotta do, sing the spice girls?
fine
(ayo, tell them what you want, what you really, really want)
ayo, i’ll tell them what i want, what i really, really want
i want art, i want peace, i want sound, i want love
and what i really, really, really want to zigazig ha
(ayo, tell them what you want, what you really, really want)
ayo, i’ll tell them what i want, what i really, really want
i want art, i want peace, i want sound, i want love
and what i really, really, really want to zigazig ha

[outro: brandun deshay & tyler, the creator]
brandun deshay
tyler, the creator
16-bit meets odd future
yep
i mean, we really gotta stop meeting like this, ty
i got you, my nigga
it’s not even fair to the world
come on, man, we just made a cl-ssic
from now until forever
forever

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