Transylvania lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro]
Left Brain, Wolf Haley
Golf Wang, Free Earl, uh

[Verse 1]
Goddamn, I love women
Daydream about p*nis being in 'em
Meet them with a big grin with a MAC-10
Rope, katana, and then I skin 'em
All beige suit made out of white women
With the red lipstick, dancing to John Lennon
With the red splattered jeans made out of blue denim
They can catch me in the spot where the sun don't shine
b*tch, don't mind me, shake your hiney!
The only motherf*cking Wolf here that spit venom
You're a bad b*tch with a real good kitten
And I got the appetite of them fat black women
Wolf Gang in this b*tch with a bunch of rats with 'em
Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em
I am tryna get Miss Piggy by the motherf*cking hairs of her chinny-chin-chin
Umm, what's that? The c*ck of a black dude
Mad 'cause his daughter got the swag of a vacuum (Aw, f*ck it!)
I'll take her to the back room dungeon, fightin' and punchin'
And now the sl*t is under the f*cking assumption
That I will be f*cking and munchin' her muffin
c*nt will be bleeding, but that's not from the
Time signature of the month, umm
[Chorus]
(It's because) It's because I'm Dracula, b*tch!
Don't got a problem smackin' a b*tch
Kidnappin', attacking, with axes and sh*t
'Til I grab them throats and start smacking them sh*ts
(It's because) I'm Dracula, b*tch!
Don't got a problem smackin' a b*tch
Kidnappin', attacking, with axes and sh*ts
'Til she decides to take Dracula's di*k

[Verse 2]
Goddamn, I love b*tches
Especially when they only suck di*k and wash dishes (What?)
Cook and clean and grant my wishes
And make me and the Wolf Gang sandwiches
Transylvania crypt, let's take a tour
b*tch, try getting through that black trap door
Keep yellin' and workin' them vocal chords
And that'll be more of a reason that you get slapped up for
Is that Ford trunk's comfy? (f*ck you!)
f*ck me? No, f*ck Buffy!
That little b*tch keeps trying to hunt me
Jumping over gates, what the f*ck she want from me?
She keeps sendin' me garlic
How many times I gotta tell her I'm allergic?!
(I like your cape!) Oh, this Bathing Ape cape?
b*tch, I got it for a bargain at the neighborhood Target
Fangs are sharp, and I hope you know
That all I really want from you is that throat
I can't eat pus*y 'cause I might leave cuts
Then there's blood on my sheets, but that might be a plus
On the channel, a f*cking animal, leaking like pairs of candles
b*tch, is it hard to handle?
I don't want a bride, I just want bone marrow (Oh sh*t!)
[Chorus]
(It's because) Umm, I'm Dracula, b*tch!
Don't got a problem smackin' a b*tch
Kidnappin', attacking, with axes and sh*t
'Til I grab them throats and start smackin' them sh*ts
(It's because) I'm Dracula, b*tch!
Don't got a problem smackin' a b*tch
Kidnappin', attacking, with axes and sh*ts
'Til she decides to take Dracula's di*k

[Outro]
Bite her in her f*cking neck, bite her in her f*cking neck
Bottom of the f*cking lake, bottom of the f*cking lake
Call my gang of wolves and bats, call my gang of wolves and bats
It’s a full moon tonight, and these hoes ain't actin' right
(It's because) 'Cause I'm Dracula, b*tch! (Swag, swag, swag)
(It's because) Left Brain, Wolf Haley, Free Earl, Golf Wang
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Golf Wang
It's the f*cking (Golf Wang)
It's the f*cking (Golf Wang)
I am from the (Golf Wang)
n*gga, this is (Golf Wang)
f*cking faggot (Golf Wang!)
Kill them b*tches (Golf Wang!)
There's no one like us (Golf Wang!)
f*cking n*ggas, I am from the (Golf Wang)
Golf Wang!
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