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tyler the creator - bitches brewin lyrics

[hook]
i got these b-tches brewin’
f-ckin’ up my gold pots

[verse 1]
you like my songs, i like your t-ts
but deep down, i don’t really like you b-tch
you got a nice tongue and you wear a nice thong
but b-tch you dumb as f-ck to right from wrong
(left) you’re on my bed, but simon’s red
now simon says get the f-ck out my life
cause you’re not my wife, b-tch 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 sl-t and you can’t suck d-ck
you dropped outta college, you can’t pay sh-t
but i’m broke as f-ck too b-tch, 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]
b-tch shake your -ss, shake it until the wet sweat
crawls right down the crack of your -ss
booty meets snack, back that -ss 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 m-ffin
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 b-tches brewin’ inside of my gold pots
and there’s wet p-ssy on my face shake that -ss
and don’t make vibrations stop

- tyler the creator lyrics

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