Wow lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Verse 1: Perk]

Rapped like ya nana who's panting wit tan bandages
Man scandalous fans of the bland can't handle this
Banned phantom i grand slam em and land damages
Granted it's a span that scans like panned cameras is
Throw a tantrum my glands have been tampered with
Strands of cannabis planted with yams and canned gamma bits
Bruce banner i do hammer this damn banana di*k
Into brand amateurs tooths like ham sandwiches
Bands of mannequins jammin to spammed languages
Scammed grahams scrammed and ran to examine this
Ram a b*tch swam in it smoked another gram of ick
(a) hand of shammed lambs but i am a planned vampirist
Suckin blood nuckin futs catch my snuffle up in guts
Huffin butt what? not my tongue ain't touchin c*nt
f*ck wit us get ya lovin pumpkin stuffed with nut
Couple shmucks
Struck her cut
Pumped spunk
Upchucked
And stuck it shut

[Hook]

It's the p-e-r-k
X2
Feeling unstable some horses was at the barn hay
Couple entendres know we do it our way

[Verse 2: Perk]

Trippin speakin writtens i weep spittin these deep sentences
Fetal position weak contendin pretensiousness
Eat these midgets then swallow some steep chemist sh*t
Kibbles bits cleanin my teeth like cheap dentists is
Been a di*k sweep my feet in these beats dinner kits
Benefit no one but me as i heat clitoris
Feed a b*tch the greenest tip of all the teams adidas kicks
Believe in it anita's clique has 1 to 3 degrees in it
And she will agree DB make her fiend for di*k
Thought she was bulimic when i skeet and made her squeamish it's
My abstact habitat crack a bat bag it fast
Rock salt in my master bath
Cops called on the aftermath
Have a blast fag contract staph if you last for wrath
Yak the pack back till I'm askin where my axe is at
In the backpack, a magic rat that can rap his ass
Off un soft boss with a f*ckin matchin hat
Pulled him like a gat laid flat and watched these rappers laugh
Strapped on these cats and he's at em like some scattered hash
Brats stopped chatter were tattered i heard the splat of scat
Knew their swagger's laquered didn't matter if the track was wack
Whole clique claque stacked they want a vat of that
Hit em with a bad attack ; grabbed em like the ass was fat

[Hook]

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