JUGGERNAUT Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator
Singer: Tyler, The Creator
Title: JUGGERNAUT
Hey Ms. Parker
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Sound like (Oh)
I just cut some fresh lemons with the shiver
Lemon in my aid, lemon in my ears, call ’em boogers
Rather six feet ‘fore I’m ever seen with you n#gg#s (Hold up)
Yeah
What it is? It’s that n#gg# T, skin lil’ […] (Woo)
Ridin’ in, double-double R, that’s that color nem (Yeah)
Pullin’ in at four hundred gram, I just sold a disc (Yeah)
Switzerland, look, Geneva where I spend my summer in (True story)
Golf Le Fleur, that’s Gianno shoe, what I’m runnin’ in
Earlobe look like headlights on a new van (Gangsta Grillz)
I’m so motherf#ckin’ dead as I need some Timberlands (Woo)
I battle any man, Uzi back, don’t think they understand (Yeah, yeah)
Uh (Skrrt, cool), double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (Ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan’ kick it with me, she back eat it then leave (Leave, woah)
She try save ’bout the place but keep eatin’ my meat
We can’t see none of ’em, bro, she keep eatin’ my seeds (Woo)
Got a E and a B on the back of the CT
I’m done with the 12, got a V16
Uh, say the money comin’ in, yeah, that’s true
The more money I get, I don’t wan’ sex you
Can’t think about the last time that I text you
It’s probably once I kicks out them belt loops
[…] c#ck on a b#tch every time I check you
Just like a brand new Lamb’, I wreck you, uh
So if this mind is yours, woo, woo, woo
Ride ’til the dinner tapped in
Out of town […] imagine exit
Last year more than what Google say my net is
I got chatter with the […] in the tinted exit
Uh, uh, uh
It’s the double P, I rock double C
Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats
Man, come to me, you want somethin’ to see
This internally flawed, that’s a double V
What troubles me is you couple me
With these subtle fleas tryna double league
Hornet trapped in the hive
Of a motherf#ckin’ bumblebee
They just got the closest picture of the f#ckin’ sun surface, that was us
Got the LaFerrari, park that b#tch just for one purpose, catchin’ dust
My Secret Service carry mops, you call ’em street sweepers, back you up
Tat’ you up then add you up, then give you cover like […]
If this shit’s fake, I don’t respect it, it’s clickbnait
And that’s distaste like a shitshake
What a difference your wrist make when it’s Richard-made
Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach for a fist plate
Shit-faced, get this straight, this is truck wheels that grip tape
Ride ’til the dinner tapped in
Out of town […] imagine exit
Last year more than what Google say my net is
I got chatter with the […] in the tinted exit (g#dd#mn)
Uh, uh, uh
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