Lyrics Tyler, The Creator – DOGTOOTH

DOGTOOTH Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator

Singer: Tyler, The Creator
Title: DOGTOOTH

She could ride my face, I don’t want nothin’ in return
Her body count and who she f#ck ain’t never my concern (I think it’s weird)
I’m tryna buy my neighbor house (We back at it, dogtooth, yuh, dogtooth, yuh)
She could ride my face, I don’t want nothin’ in return

Except for some her time and all her love, that’s my concern
I’m tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don’t know my grandma name, then we ain’t really dogs, b#tch
I shook your hand, I don’t respect

Don’t call me king, I’m not your twin
I’m not your brother, we just met
See, I won’t purchase (Her) no Birkin (Uh)
Got hobbies (Uh), got purpose (Woo)

Got thumpers, I’m perfect (Uh)
Yeah, kelly green wagon look better when the gloom out
Canary shine brighter in the dark, I brought the moon out
The plane fly better when it’s just me and the pilot

Tuition for the mileage, it’s worth it for the silence
There he go, he cast broads like radio
Shit, your lady knows, it’s young T like baby clothes
And I got that fire, and I got good dick

Guap long, dick long, plus I look good, b#tch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She could ride my face, I don’t want nothin’ in return (Woo)
Because if she get off, then I get off, that’s my concern (Uh-huh, ah, man)
I’m tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard (Yeah, yeah, turn up that sh#t)

If you don’t know my grandma name, then we ain’t really dogs, b#tch
That’s a lot of mothaf#ckin’ necklace
Five, six, seven is the figure for a setlist (Yeah)
Ring, ring, ring, b#tch, pick up the phone

I don’t care if y’all together, I will tear down a home, sh#t
I shimmy through Paris in back of phantom of the threads
The driver’s seat of the Enzo could barely fit my legs
And Virgil my chaperone, he look out from overhead (Love you, V)

Not sure what you overheard but it’s prolly what I said, b#tch
I’m out here livin’, y’all on the feed (Yuck)
My girl look like Zazie Beetz and Kelis (Yuck)
I pull up in the “What the f#ck is that, dawg?” (Vroom, vroom, vroom, I said, “Yuck”)

It’s Mr. Peculiar, that’s who I be, who I be
n#gg#s tellin’ women how they bodies supposed to be
But never take advice from any n#gg# with a lean gut (f#ck these n#gg#s)
Keep your chair rockin’ and my two cents in your pocket

Your only option, I don’t play no mothaf#ckin’ games
She could ride my face, I don’t want nothin’ in return (in return, turn)
And will I ever fall in love again? I can’t confirm
I’m tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard

If you don’t know my daughter name, then we ain’t really dogs
After this
You n#gg#s can’t say nothin’ (Dogtooth, dogtooth)
Suckas (Yeah, n#gg#, uh dogtooth, yeah dogtooth, uh)

Pull up, dogtooth, in the dogtooth
Dogtooth, woo, dogtooth
In the, uh, dogtooth, uh, uh, dogtooth
Yeah, n#gg#, yeah, dogtooth, in the, yeah, dogtooth, uh
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