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French (Explicit Version) - Tyler, The Creator/Hodgy Beats

Got all the black b**ches mad cause

My main b**ches vanilla

She tryna get her groove back like Stella,

Grab the umbrella

When it comes to your perception of my sh*t,

I'm Helen Keller

When it comes to the perfection of my sh*t,

I know you smell the

Rectum, I'm like a chromosome I always X 'em

Like Wolverine steps on attackin' a deadly weapon

I'm openin' a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin

And b**ches Mary in her a**.. ha-ha.. yo

I'mbitches in' Goldilocks up in the forest

In the three bear house

Eatin' their mutha b**ches in' porridge

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

In my basement, and keep that b**ches

Locked up in my storage

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more sh*t

Octo b**ches special effect erectbitches we

B**ches banging

And please never disrespect my set with Canons

Hangin' from our necks like

It's a mutha b**ches in' circus

You little niggas better check my French

You gettin' money better check my French

Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my French

If you got my sh*t you better check my French

I make it move check my French

I speak English but check my French

Your ho be on my penis she check my French,

I guess I left my dignity up in the cupboard,

Cause every girl I'm diggin'

When I'm diggin' in her borite yo

I'm never usin' a rubber

But b**ches it I guess I gotta stretch it out like it was flubber

And leave it drippin' green and red

Like double cheese buggers

Chewin' on cum like bubble gum from Hubba

This b**ches knew dick like Bubba knew shrimp, yeah

Yo, I'm seventeen, already sniffin' blow

I tell my friends it's asthma every time

I start to itch my throat

I got a new show for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"

Because some b**ches

Said my semen was dirty, that's silly ho

The most that they can do is find me, I'm hiding

Somewhere where Chris Stokes can't find me

Oh no, Mister Stokes, I don't like misters, no

Don't tell R. Kelly where my little sister go

You little niggas better check my French

You gettin' money better check my French

Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my French

If you got my sh*t you better check my French

I make it move check my French

I speak English but check my French

Your ho be on my penis she check my French,

B**ches

Yo, you little niggas better check my French

I got all stars and you can check my bench

Left Brain, Super 3, Creator Ace

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Of the picture punchline figured out,

Ahh I get you

No you don't ni**a so why don't you go figure

You seem confused anyway, pressured enough?

You the type of dude that choke

When the pressure with then

The pressure is the pump and the pressure is us

B**ches havin' eargasms and the pleasure is us

Niggas wanna be O.F. and write letters to us

Competition's competition, yo you better than us?

Digest what I'm sayin'? I don't think so

We sick sh*t,

Throw it up down in the sink, yo

The Odd niggas are

Beginnin' to spill these pink hoes

We think sorta odd so we think so

Crusin' in my go kart at Walmart sellin' cupcakes

Go 'head admit it faggot,

This sh*t is tighter then butt rape

That involve Ballpark franks

And silver duct tape

Pornos and hormones and boxes of DiGiorno

You homos is loco you're probably drinkin' Cuervo

With some vatos with the door closed

Watchin' Zorro, you homos.. O.F

Yes so are you now by know

No i'm can't feel