tyler, the creator – scrounge lyrics
[verse: hodgy]
see so many women, eyes dog your tenant
flannel sharp and linen, play it smart when i’m in it
begin after i finish, you figure+six my digits
triple thick is my b+tches, p+ssy tight like a midget’s
rmk britches, not ross stick witches
she’s in the back of the batter, catching bars when i pitch it
of cl!ck your ticket, sold+out shows
and i only get head by the gold+mouthed hoes
heh, bleach in the front row, sticky, burn a blunt slow
hickeys on the c+nt, actin’ mickey at the front door
fragments the sentences, hardcore the gentlеness
i bought this flow for me, if you want it you could rent thе b+tch
luxury like i’m a car, she f+ck me ’cause i’m a star
get it? i’m a star, sailor jerry caviar
haha! …ehehe…
hodgy beats, n+++a, of
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