Thumbalina lyrics

by

Earl Sweatshirt


[Interlude]
Straight up, I just wanna say one time, after two years at this ma'f*ckin' crib: f*ck all y'all ma'f*ckers livin' all over this ma'f*cker. Try kick me out—that goes for you, Mrs Watson. Wit'cha little ass kids always f*ckin' cryin'. You got your little chihuahua. f*ck you and your motherf*ckin' mama, b*tch. I'm out here, suck my motherf*ckin' di*k!

[Intro]
Yeah
REMember Music
Old Jewish
(Go ahead)
(This is my favorite tambourine)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's how it's goin' down, one time for that
Okay, okay, yeah

[Verse 1]
(Oh my Lord) He's on drugs again
My neighbors yellin', I don't give a f*ck again
And I swear to God if the cops come again
I'ma open up this door, get to rumblin'
Start bussin', bussin', bussin', bussin'
My di*k, your mouth, no discussion, yeah
It's all happenin'; I must be imaginin'
Take a hit; time travelin'

[Pre-Chorus]
Turn up the motherf*ckin' volume
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Til the speakers bust like the condom
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
That disguise make your body look awful
[Chorus 1]
Let me see them nipples, baby
Ooh (What's happenin', man?)
Don't give it all up, just a little, baby
Ooh (What's happenin' here?)
I'm just tryna free your mind
(Free your, free your mind)
'Cause all you see is dollar signs
([?] blinded by the streets)

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Line-crosser, real-life flyin' saucer
Nothin' straight 'bout her but her posture
Young prodi-gy, I'ma eat lobster
Pull Spanish b*tches but I speak nada
And she got a need to roll the weed all up
You ain't got a chance when it's me on ya (sh*t)
I'm a ma'f*ckin' legend, girl
Leave that pus*y killed (Kilt,) b*tches out in Edinboro

[Pre-Chorus]
Turn up the motherf*ckin' volume
'Til the speakers bust like the condom
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
That disguise make your body look awful
[Chorus 2]
Leave that pus*y crippled, baby
Ooh (What's happenin', man? Haha)
Let me slide right down the middle, baby (Yeah)
Ooh, where the f*ck my Thumbalina?
Has anybody seen her?
(Faces)
She blinded by the streets

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh

[Interlude]
'Bout to start my own motherf*ckin' committee and it's gon' be me and Josh, and it's gon' be with ma'f*ckin' b*tches with their ma'f*ckin' ass and titties. I don't give a f*ck. sh*t.
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