Commercial lyrics (Lyrics)
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Album:Tyler The Creator Lyrics
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[Verse 1:]
My life? Screw it, with a drunk bitch
Like what the fuck are we doing?
We kissing, Im weezing, its time to play Tetris
I play piano, jack off Im anorexic
Im fucking asthmatic, my records problematic
Talking to myself because my therapist done had it
All the racial slurs from the [?] playing from Lenny Kravitz
Love lock down like I am some sort of faggot
But Im not in the first place
Waiting for my dad to say hi on my birthday
Cause Jesus wouldnt even be my friend on Church day
I plan on getting back [censored] the worst way
In the jungle, I planned on the keeper
Inside of the cage cause Im a motherfucking Zebra
Obamas in office, niggas get job like teachers
Looking out retarded kids screaming out fuck slob, Jesus
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I can write a hook fast
I can get straight to the cash
Yall niggas come last, Im first though
No rehearsal, I know it all like Erkel
You can call it commercial
So turn it up, turn it up (Watch it)
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Odd Future wont stop it
[Verse 2:]
I make music for a reason, didnt vote Obama
So you can charge me with treason
Year round asshole, the fuck you season
The flu, Im sick thats why everybody sneezing
Im always cheesing, smile for a reason
Fuck as I fuck you, Im always teasing
My daughter need milk and a quilt
So Im selling the [?] for six bucks cause she always sneezing
Some people need drugs, some people need dubs
On they car note to go to the club
But really, really, really, all I need deep down, is a hug
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Look, Im back like niggas on a bus
With a Rosa Parks state of mind, I dont give a fuck
And Im strolling Down South like Good Luck Chuck
In a Malcolm X shirt chilling with the Ku Klux
Klan, I aint nothing to fuck with
O.F. clan they aint nothing to fuck with
The O.F. clan they aint nothing to fuck wit h
The black Saint Mon is something to suck bitch
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