I Just Bought a Bugatti (I’m Happy) lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro: Young n*gga]
Ballin'

[Verse 1: Young n*gga]
n*gga we ballin'
All of my n*ggas get airtime
n*ggas call burner "The Barber"
The way I put sh*t to his hairline
n*gga gotta problem, hit the n*gga with the llama
If a n*gga gotta problem, shoot a n*gga in his di*k
I'm the slumpy man
Good night little b*tch it's bedtime
30 around my belt loop, and i'm not talking my waist size
Burner in the cut, n*gga
Pasta eat that for lunch n*gga
School of hard knocks I got a degree in
Swagging on you f*ck n*ggas
I smoke like a Rasta
Eat like Italian that expensive pasta
You don't want that problem
I'm Dr. Dolittle, I talk to the llama
I should buy a whale I just bought a lion his name is Damonté
I just bought Bugatti, I drove all the way to San Clemente
Young n*gga spend thirty racks on his belt cuzz
Young n*gga got bread like a homeless shelter
I make snow angels with the cocaine
All my n*ggas keep heaters, we don't need jackets
[Hook: IceJJFish & Young n*gga]
I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
I slumped a f*ck n*gga, I’m happy
I f*cked a Thotiana, I’m happy
I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy

[Verse 2: IceJJFish]
Happy
I’m so damn happy
You n*ggas can’t down me
I’m always happy
As long as I got money
And these b*tches on me
They really want meee
Girl, get up on me
You know that I want you
You know what me, and money can do

[Hook: Young n*gga]
I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
I slumped a f*ck n*gga, I’m happy
I f*cked a Thotiana, I’m happy
I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy

[Verse 3: Jasper Dolphin]
Bad yellow b*tch, oh god, she on me
Nasty n*gga eat the pus*y like macaroni
You talkin' sh*t I got the dogs they be on me
I got the toolie in the 'stendo they be on me
Turnt up n*gga in the club
With a bad b*tch, n*gga I’m smoking bud
I don’t give a f*ck, crash here in the club
I’m a J, n*gga what’s good
J's over here, J's over there
Me and my partner, J
All we do is smoke weed, I’m over here
[Verse 4: IceJJFish]
Aba-akeh I kill 'em
Just like that sh*t
These motherf*ckers over here
I don't know why they talkin' sh*t
Cause they see me on my sh*t, n*gga
I’m always on my sh*t
Yeeeaahhh, may as well look dumb and take a sh*t
All over you pus*y-ass hoes, this is how it goes
You been exposed, b*tch, take off yo clothes
Do this sh*t fo' sho'
Can’t f*ck with me and my flow
n*gga, this how it go-oowoah
b*tch, I’m off the chain, off the chain
Chillin' on my neck right here
This my f*ckin' thang
Dude, this sh*t is off the chain
Do these motherf*ckers see the sh*t in my brain?
Y'all just the same n*ggas, aren’t you? Saaame

[Outro: L-Boy]
Yeah, n*gga
You know it ain’t a motherf*ckin track unless L-Boy on this sh*t
We done shut it down. Young n*gga. IceJJ collab, my n*gga
I’m letting y'all know, n*ggas. It’s real official now, my n*gga
We comin' in ya house, slappin' ya breakfast burrito out yo hand, n*gga
Cause we happy, n*gga
We takin' the irrigation system. And f*ckin' it up, my n*gga
We changin' ya muthuhf*ckin' address, n*gga
‘Cause we ain’t playin’ no mo', n*gga
We uprootin' your carpet, n*gga
Puttin' hardwood floors in, n*gga
It’s over
I’m runnin' in ya house, shootin' ya first-born son
Changin' his diaper after he’s dead
My n*gga, what’s good, n*gga? What are we? What? (Ooh) n*gga
We changin' ya address ‘cause we happy, n*gga. (Ooh)
We outta this b*tch, n*gga. (We out this b*tch, n*gga)
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