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letra de rape - tyler, the creator

[verse 1]
she drunk as f-ck
tell you the truth, i’m only tryna f-ck
i’on’t even like her, i would never wife her
i would never kick it with the b-tch, i wouldn’t like her
but i will one-night her
knife her and f-ck her, maybe eat her out
but if i was drunk or somethin’, but it’s no bussin’
maybe- aw, never that, i might take it on lunch, it’s

[chorus]
we can head right back to my place
take that frown right off of your face
and we can chill like it’s no tomorrow!
we can f-ck too
we can head right back to my place
take that frown right off of your face
and we can chill like it’s no tomorrow!
-ahem- look
[verse 2]
you kinda cute
but i don’t want you to think that i’m like you
off the mothaf-ckin’ flavor of love, ’cause you don’t have no flavor
the only thing you got is these drugs in your system
yeah, b-tch, your system
i don’t wanna crash it, but your lil’ stank hole p-ssy
i wanna smash it, and make the sh-t bleed
with no smoke on the weave

[chorus]
we can head right back to my place
take that frown right off of your face
and we can chill like it’s no tomorrow!
we can f-ck too
we can head right back to my place -sniff-
take that frown right off of your face
and we can chill like it’s no tomorrow!

[bridge]
ay, b-tch, f-ck this sh-t
let’s go to my f-ckin’ crib
(chill!) my f-ckin’ crib
my f-ckin’ crib
come on, you dirty b-tch
stanky ass b-tch
(chill!) musty
b-tch
[verse 3]
the motherf-ckin’ goons was lurkin’
my motherf-ckin’ d-ck was workin’
your motherf-ckin’ p-ssy burpin’ and fartin’
b-tch
now i could either rape you, or i could f-ckin’ tape you
or i could dismantle, the motherf-ckin’ mantle
rape yo’ ass like hansel and gretel

[outro]
b-tch, b-tch
b-tch, b-tch
let this sh-t ride out
beat yo’ f-ckin ass
b-tch
tyler, the motherf-ckin’…
m-st-rbator, b-tch
…and your mom’s a f-ckin’ wh0re
take that sh-t out

- tyler the creator

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