- Tyler, The Creator momma talk 歌詞
- Tyler, The Creator
- His daddy fine, Im fine, what you thought?
Shit, his daddy fine. Nah, his daddy, his momma fine, bitch
What you mean? He got his looks from me
You better tell this ho, this my nigga, though
My ride or die, I'd kill a mother****er over this one right here, nigga
Id stand in front of a bullet, on God, over this one
My son used to record me beatin his ass, facts
I didn't give a ****
I, I bossed up on teachers, principals, mamas, kids
I didnt give a fu-am I lying?
You have no reason to
No
If you **** with my kids, Ill beat up kids over my kid, okay?
This little boy used to run , he was scared
I said, 'Go get your bitch-ass mama'
I would beat your whole family and didnt give a ****
They be like 'Tyler, Tyler mama crazy, Tyler mama crazy'
Yup, dont **** with my kid
Tyler would be like 'Get em, mom'
But she like 'No, dont do it'
Tyler would be like ' Get em, mom, get 'em'
'No, mom, don't do it'
Id be like 'Shut yo ass up'
She cryin' 'Noo—'
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