Turkey Love lyrics

by

Mac Miller


Ooh~
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
I know
Girl, girl, yeah, yeah, uh
I see you lookin' good
Wearin' that T-shirt
And nothin' else but some purple panties
Your ass cheeks bouncin' off each other
Like they don't get along
But I'ma make 'em love each other
I'ma make them become the best of friends
Them ass cheeks, girl
Them ass cheeks like twins
But which one was born first, baby?
Said, which one is older, and by how many minutes?
Girl, your ass cheeks got a mind of their own
Which one had better SAT scores, girl?
I don't know, I don't know
Baby, if your ass had a face
What expression would it be making when
I put my tongue inside that as*h*le and lick around like
I'm tryna have some sh*tty soup?
Girl, f*ckin' with you is like
f*ckin' with a girl with a nice ass
That's a lot of ass
And don't forget about them titties, girl
Don't forget about them nipples, no!
They get hard when I rub 'em gently
And pinch 'em just a little bit
But I ain't tryna hurt you, girl
No, I don't wanna hurt you, girl
Unless you talk about the way that
Your pus*y gon' be hurtin' after I get done with it
Girl, I'm just tryna have some fun with it, oh
You ain't nothin' but a sl*tty ass ho
Who f*cks every rapper that comes to your city
But goddamn, you so pretty
When that ass in leggings, girl
It don't matter the pattern, or if they just solid black
Oh, I want that ass, you've got that pack
I ain't talkin' 'bout no cellulite
I'ma tell you right, baby, we gon' have a swell night, ooh
And I don't know if you ever seen something like me
When I pull out my di*k, girl
I plan on f*ckin' you so good
Damn, I hope you like the way my di*k feels
Put it in your mouth, girl
Don't you dare bite my sh*t
'Cause I'll punch you in the motherf*ckin' face
I'll hit a b*tch, oh, I'll hit a b*tch
But if you suck my di*k good, then we can get along
Might even put the head in this song
Probably not, ooh, probably not
Girl, how does my di*k taste after a show
When I still haven't showered?
You suck on my balls, you a champion
Girl, you a champion, girl, baby, baby
You and me, nobody want us to be together, baby
But it's okay, I'ma f*ck you anyway
And I heard that Kendrick f*cked ya
I heard that Rocky f*cked ya
I heard that every single rapper
That been in your city this month f*cked ya
But you still wouldn't f*ck Schoolboy Q and I feel ya
But, baby, you can love me right
And I know that your money tight
And I ain't gonna give you sh*t
But a meal, a glass of Henny, and this di*k, b*tch
Don't come at me for money, no
'Cause I'ma tell you you'se a ugly ho and slap you in the face
Punch you, give that ass a bloody nose
Ooh, I'm f*ckin' crazy
And I wouldn't marry you if you f*ckin' paid me a million dollars
'Cause you ain't sh*t but a real good pus*y
And to be honest that pus*y ain't even that good
I just think it is because when you horny, everything seems incredible
You probably just a regular ass b*tch and I'm trippin'
Oh, I'm on a roll, girl, I'm trippin'
Missionary, doggystyle
Ride the di*k, get wild, girl
From the side, do a split
Turn around, now suck my di*k
Baby, suck my di*k, oh
I love you, girl, psych
I just told your momma that
And then I f*cked her too, while your daddy watched
I'm crazy, girl
Better workout, I don't like my b*tches lazy, girl
Don't get lazy 'cause I'll kick your ass right to the curb
I know I'm gettin' fat, so are you down with that?
Ooh, baby, give that ass a slap, yeah, I like it, girl
And don't you try and put your tongue in my as*h*le
'Cause that's way too nasty for me
And I ain't gay, but I like a girl to rub on my as*h*le
When she sucks my di*k, is that weird?
Maybe, girl, when I eat your pus*y, can you feel my beard?
It's crazy, girl
I'm a nasty motherf*cker
In the Gap wearin' khakis, motherf*cker
And don't you dare ask me for a rubber
'Cause I don't have those
Ayy! What the f*ck's wrong?
Can I talk about your ass in a song?
Have you ever seen that ass in a thong?
Ooh, get low, baby! Oh, girl
I'll f*ck you while I'm listenin' to Taylor Swift
Ooh, that's some player sh*t
See, at the end of the night
I might get you a Gatorade 'cause, b*tch, you need to catch your breath
'Cause I just f*cked the sh*t out of you
Ooh, I f*cked the sh*t out of you, but don't you bleed on my sheets
Girl, you bled on my sheets!
Now it's been red for a week
You bled on my sheets and stained them
My dreams have been red for a week
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I just want you to know that you are not mine
Oh, yeah
I heard you f*cked Justin Bieber
Let me tell you that's fine
Oh, baby, that's fine
But let me ask you one question, girl
Was his di*k bigger than mine?
Don't tell me, "Yes," I might get depressed
Oh, I'm walkin' in Rite Aid
And I see the milk section
What kind of milk do I get? Baby, what kind of milk do I get?
There's so many choices, so much variety of milk
I couldn't help but think of you
And all the things I want to do in the milk section
Girl, me and you is like the milk section
But sometimes you need orange juice
And sometimes you need a little bit of both
But don't drink too much milk 'cause you'll be congested
Oh, and somethin' manifested in my mind
I said, "Hey! Hey! Cashier, you didn't give me the correct change"
And I can't deal with that right now
'Cause my mom gave me twenty dollars and said
"Bring back my damn change"
You gon' make that lady go insane, yeah
You gon' make her lose her mind, oh, girl
I know what you like when you think of the perfect man
I bet you didn't think of me
And that's why I hate you, girl
But love is what we makin', girl
And you a little sloppy, naked girl
You might wanna tighten that up
'Cause ain't no famous celebrity gon' f*ck you
When you look like that
Oh, you gotta get good, start eatin' on the right track
And, baby, it's alright that
The first night, you let me pipe that
Never been with no white rapper
How was it?
Ooh, how was it, girl?
Was it everything you dreamed, or was it disappointin'?
Oh sh*t, that might need some ointment
Oh, girl, you ain't no ho, you just know what you want
And I got what you need, ooh, I got what you need
So, give that pus*y to me
And I'ma do the right thing, I'ma do the white thing
And treat that pus*y disrespectfully
Oh, your pus*y don't get what it deserves
I'ma c*m fast, it's cool, jack myself off, then I come back
Ooh, f*ck that
Baby, I'll f*ck you and rap in your ear at the same time
Pick a song, I'm a jukebox, girl
And I can sing to you
You got some friends? Please bring 'em too
'Cause we could have a threesome
Sorry, I think I missed that note, I missed that note
Oh, let me tell you this story
Ooh, I was walkin' at the flea market the other day
And I saw
Half-price lamps
And I scored, 'cause my livin' room's lackin' some light
So, I bargained with the nice lady and said
"Can I get four for the price of three?
It's alright, you see? Just be nice to me"
And she said, "Who the f*ck you think I am?
This a 1970 vintage lamp, you can't find these anymore
Don't even sell them in stores"
That's how serious this dumb b*tch was about her lamps
I said, "I know your pus*y is dry, but this di*k gon' make it damp
f*ckin' tramp, that's what you are
So, b*tch, put them lamps in my car
And I'ma go home, and I'ma watch late-night television"
Said, I'ma watch late-night television, girl
I can't pick between Leno or Letterman
Leno or Letterman? Leno or Letterman?
And I like Fallon too, and I like Kimmel too
And I like Craig Ferguson
But I can't understand a single f*ckin' word that he says, girl
All these words in my head, what happened to SNL?
It used to be so funny, and who the f*ck is Fred Armisen?
Baby, baby, how'd he get that job?
But let me not spend no time hatin' on another man tryna get his
'Cause I'm just tryna get mine, and I'm gettin' off subject
Isn't this a love song? No
This is just a f*ck song, whoa
So that's what I'ma do, ooh, baby
Let me tell another story
Earlier today, I was flippin' through channels on the cable when I
When I came across one of those commercials for sick dogs
And I hate that sh*t, I hate eatin' a cheeseburger
And watchin' a video about animal cruelty, 'cause I know that sh*t happens
But I like to forget it and enjoy my cheeseburger, yeah
'Cause I can't help but like it, girl
I know th—, I know they treat those cows like sh*t
And I ain't really with that, but I ain't no gay-ass vegetarian
I like beef, yeah, I like beef
Oh, baby, I like beef
Baby, oh, let me tell you somethin' else
And I was on the internet the other day
Did somethin' a little vain
I typed myself into Google verch—, Google ver—, Google Search... 'scuse me
And what did I see?
Oh, you ask me, what did I see? I'll tell you right now
I saw some sh*t
I clicked on the first picture, and I enlarged it to full screen
And what did I see? You wanna know?
What I saw was so disgusting that I wanted to retire
I'ma tell you now
What I saw, what I motherf*ckin' saw
What did I see?
I had something stuck in my teeth
I think it's lettuce, girl
From that turkey burger I ate when I was out at Turkey World
Oh, baby, do you like some j*rky, girl?
No, no, f*ck that
Suck my motherf*ckin' di*k
I don't play around, I'ma take this di*k, I'ma lay it down
Oh, yo, I'm not gay, I love pus*y
Ooh, I dream of pus*y, I draw pus*y
I write about pus*y like it is some type of false idol
It really is 'cause y'all be prayin' on that pus*y
Y'all be worshippin' that pus*y
Y'all be on Instagram commenting b*tches' pictures
You thirsty for that pus*y
And I ain't really with that
Oh, I ain't with that, girl, yeah, yeah
Would you f*ck me?
Would you f*ck me if I looked more like Channing Tatum?
Is that the type of guy you like?
*Exhale, laughter*
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