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tyler, the creator - bapes lyrics

[intro]
my wife is a bad husband

[chorus]
aight, bapes on my motherf+ckin’ feet
n+gga, feet on my motherf+ckin’ bapes
n+gga, hat on my motherf+ckin’ head
n+gga, head on my motherf+ckin’ hat
i be gettin’ famous, famous
f+ckin’ b+tches with no condom on
so, get my hiv and my hid
and i hope you know, b+tch, that it burn when i pee

[verse 1]
walk up in the club, see this fat b+tch joggin’
nah, i’m lyin’ man, she too fat, the b+tch walkin’
and her fat p+ssy i was stalkin’
actually, her p+ssy lips was talkin’ to me
now i burn when i pee
because i gave the b+tch a kiss and i got hiv
it’s four bones from a caddy
hey, he got a fattie
and he drive a caddy
aye that n+gga passed me up
and he got some nice lipstick
and i met a white b+tch
and she had a big d+ck
no h0m+
lookin’ like o+hеad
the b+tch had a fo’head
now she owе me more head from last week
actually, f+ck it, nah, f+ck it
the b+tch is my uncle
so now every family reunion
she tellin’ all my family members
that we f+cked when i was 12
and she [?] and burn in h+ll
[chorus]
aight, bapes on my motherf+ckin’ feet
n+gga, feet on my motherf+ckin’ bapes
n+gga, hat on my motherf+ckin’ head
n+gga, head on my motherf+ckin’ hat
i be gettin’ famous, famous
f+ckin’ b+tches with no condom on
so, get my hiv and my hid
and i hope you know, b+tch, that it burn when i pee

[verse 2]
he said it burns but…
what the f+ck?
i just did a rap, but i can’t rhyme
when the police are chasin’ me
i be in the club, clappin’ my hands
he be in the club, clappin’ his feet
he got bapes on but they not see+through
so, they see him in the club, he don’t wash his hands
shake my hand, clap my hand
i put my hands on my granny hands
on my granny hands, but she’s gay
nah, i take that back, she’s not gay
my baby mama, baby mama drama
i got six baby mamas, but i got three kids
it’s not cool, i’m talkin’ into the mic
i really can’t rap and i f+ckin’ can’t fight!
i can’t fight for sh+t
i got beat up by a fat girl, her name was felicia
tonisha, felicia
what’s your name in this b+tch, your name tisha
la+la+ la+la, la+la+la+la+la, la+la+la+la
[?]
i said, “b+tch, what’s my name?”
she said, “what’s your name?”
i said, “b+tch, what’s my name?”
she said, “n+gga!”
i said, “b+tch, you know where the f+ck i be at, and i [?]”
b+tch, what you mad about
n+gga know i’m in the do’
n+gga know i’m in the club
b+tch, better give me some
chicken and some waffles
chicken and some waffles
eatin’ only motherf+ckin’ chicken and some waffles
b+tch, give me oatmeal, give me oatmeal
no, no, f+ck that, i said, “b+tch…”
i was at the mall, yo, i was at the mall
i got bapes on, i got bapes on, i got…
[?] i need to know
but i don’t give a f+ck, ’cause a n+gga got dough
[?] the f+ck, i got, i got that motherf+ckin’ earth[?]
n+gga, listen to this sh+t, i was sayin’, look, listen, look
y’all [?], ain’t sh+t funny
he broke some of his t++th and some of the f+ckin’ sheep monday[?]
look, check, yo

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