Lemonhead
Tyler the Creator Lyrics


Y'all niggas know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yo)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
Shit, remove us from the game
This shit really get crazy (I don't lean, I don't lean)
Gangsta Grillz (yeah)

I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool opp
And he drill shit, got the tool out
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out
Nigga, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out
When we woo hot, this is Flipmode
And they know your pussy like the douche out
Bitc,h I'm cool, cool and his mouth wet
He a punan', used to stage dive
But they sue now, I was too hot
TLC waterfalls on my chest, help me cool off (ah)
Got too many calls, shit'll go cold (yeah)
They catchin' dust, one in the stove (yeah)
In love with lemonheads lookin' like Bart
Keep the Patek, I spent that on AWGE (spent that on AWGE, nigga)
How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (true story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First nigga put a bike rack on the Rolls, T

A young turnt nigga, I be fuckin' these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cause, nigga, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (bitch, huh)
Still fuck, I'm grindin' (lame)
Eighty for a gram, remindin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, huh)
Two-tone Patek in this bitch, goddammit (ho)
Ten bad hoes, nigga, look at that bitch (look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (mn, for real talk, shit)
My hoodie like six bands (Bruh, dog shit)
Over a hunnid (yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, bitch, we gettin' money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (ha, get it up, start it up)
Nigga, you got lucky (skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she fuck
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (no, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I gave his bitch back
Know I ain't crazy, nigga still tote straps
Like, "Get on, bitch," just spit on shit
Man, oh my God, "remember Lil'"
Yeah, he got dropped (hold on), I'm gone (we gone)
Biatch

Call on me (my bro is)
If you get lost (runnin' his finger around the)
Call on me (I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl)
(That's like a hundred racks)
If you get lost (I like the color green in every shade)
If you get lost (I like life)
Call (my, like, my life)
If you get lost (don't fucking bite, y'all niggas love to steal)

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Written by: Tyler Gregory Okonma

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[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama]
Y'all niggas know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
They should remove us from the game
I don't lean
This shit really get crazy
I don't lean
Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator, DJ Drama & 42 Dugg]
I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool opp
And he drill shit, got the tool up
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
Nigga, Wu-Tang, you get chewed, Akh
When we woo hot, this is Flipmode
And they know your pussy likе the douche opp
Bitch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
Hе a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now
I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool off (Ah)
Got too many calls, shit'll go cold (Yeah)
They catchin' dust, wantin' to stall (Yeah)
In love with lemonheads, lookin' like ball
Keep your protect, I spent that on opp (Spent that on opp, nigga)
How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (Nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (True story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First nigga put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (Fuck with me)
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg & DJ Drama]
A young turnt nigga, I be fuckin' these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "Come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cuz, nigga, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (Bitch, huh)
Still fuck, I'm grindin' (Lame)
Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-tone Patek in this bitch, goddammit (Ayy, ho)
Ten bad hoes, nigga, look at that bitch (Look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (Man, for real, dog shit)
My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog shit)
Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, bitch, we get money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)
Nigga, you got lucky (Skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she fuck
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I get his bitch back (Here)
Know I ain't crazy, nigga still tote straps
Like, "Get on, bitch, just spit on shit"
Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?"
Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone)
Biatch
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Call on me
(My bro is)
If you get lost
(Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai FeiFei bowl)
Call on me
(I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl, that's like a hundred racks)
If you get lost
(I like the color green, in every shade)
If you get lost
(I like life)
Call on me
(My, like, my life)
If you get lost
(Don't fucking bite, y'all niggas love to steal)



erin

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama]
Y'all —— know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
They should remove us from the game
I don't lean
This shit really get crazy
I don't lean
Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator, DJ Drama & 42 Dugg]
I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool opp
And he drill shit, got the tool up
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
——, Wu-Tang, you get chewed, Akh
When we woo hot, this is Flipmode
And they know your pussy likе the douche opp
Bitch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
Hе a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now
I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool off (Ah)
Got too many calls, shit'll go cold (Yeah)
They catchin' dust, wantin' to stall (Yeah)
In love with lemonheads, lookin' like ball
Keep your protect, I spent that on opp (Spent that on opp, ——)
How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (Nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (True story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First —— put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (Fuck with me)

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg & DJ Drama]
A young turnt ——, I be fuckin' these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "Come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cuz, ——, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (Bitch, huh)
Still fuck, I'm grindin' (Lame)
Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-tone Patek in this bitch, goddammit (Ayy, ho)
Ten bad hoes, ——, look at that bitch (Look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (Man, for real, dog shit)
My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog shit)
Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, bitch, we get money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)
——, you got lucky (Skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she fuck
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I get his bitch back (Here)
Know I ain't crazy, —— still tote straps
Like, "Get on, bitch, just spit on shit"
Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?"
Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone)
Biatch

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Call on me
(My bro is)
If you get lost
(Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai FeiFei bowl)
Call on me
(I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl, that's like a hundred racks)
If you get lost
(I like the color green, in every shade)
If you get lost
(I like life)
Call on me
(My, like, my life)
If you get lost
(Don't fucking bite, y'all —— love to steal)



NINE

Lyrics:

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama]

Y'all niggas know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
Well shit, remove us from the game
I don't lean
Then shit'll really get crazy
I don't lean
Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator, DJ Drama & 42 Dugg]
I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool aunt
And he drill shit, got the tool out
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
Nigga, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out
When we woo-hah, this is Flipmode
And thеy know you're pussy like the douchе, ah
Bitch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
He a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now
I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool out (Ah)
Got too many cars, shit a go-kart (Yeah)
They're catchin' dust, won't even start (Yeah)
Earlobe with lemonheads, lookin' like Bart (Woo)
Keep your Patek, I spent that on art (Spent that on art, nigga)
How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (Nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (True story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First nigga put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (Fuck with me)

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg & DJ Drama]
A young turnt nigga, I be fuckin' these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "Come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cuz, nigga, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (Bitch, huh)
Still fuck, I'm grindin' (Lame)
Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-tone Patek in this bitch, goddammit (Ayy, ho)
Ten bad hoes, nigga, look at that bitch (Look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (Man, for real, dog shit)
My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog shit)
Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, bitch, we get money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)
Nigga, you got lucky (Skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she fuck
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I get his bitch back (Here)
Know I ain't crazy, nigga still tote straps
Like, "Get on, bitch, just spit on shit"
Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?"
Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone)
Biatch

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Call on me
(My bro is)
If you get lost
(Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai VeiVei bowl)
Call on me
(I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl, that's like a hundred racks)
If you get lost
(I like the color green, in every shade)
If you get lost
(I like life)
Call on me
(Mine, like, my life)
If you get lost
(Don't fucking bite, y'all niggas love to steal)

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛



Pookie

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama]
Y'all n- know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
They should remove us from the game
I don't lean
This s- really get crazy
I don't lean
Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator, DJ Drama & 42 Dugg]
I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool opp
And he drill s-, got the tool up
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
N-, Wu-Tang, you get chewed, Akh
When we woo hot, this is Flipmode
And they know your p- likе the douche opp
B-, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
Hе a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now
I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool off (Ah)
Got too many calls, s-‘ll go cold (Yeah)
They catchin' dust, wantin' to stall (Yeah)
In love with lemonheads, lookin' like ball
Keep your protect, I spent that on opp (Spent that on opp, n-)
How much it cost? S-, I don't know (Nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (True story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First n- put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (F- with me)


[Verse 2: 42 Dugg & DJ Drama]
A young turnt n-, I be fuckin' these h-
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "Come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cuz, n-, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (B-, huh)
Still f-, I'm grindin' (Lame)
Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Two-tone Patek in this b-, goddammit (Ayy, ho)
Ten bad h-, n-, look at that b- (Look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that s- (Man, for real, dog s-)
My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog s-)
Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, b-, we get money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)
N-, you got lucky (Skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she f-
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I get his b- back (Here)
Know I ain't crazy, n- still tote straps
Like, "Get on, b-, just spit on s-"
Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?"
Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone)
Biatch

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Call on me
(My bro is)
If you get lost
(Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai FeiFei bowl)
Call on me
(I got that s- sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl, that's like a hundred racks)
If you get lost
(I like the color green, in every shade)
If you get lost
(I like life)
Call on me
(My, like, my life)
If you get lost
(Don't f- bite, y'all n- love to steal)



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PP Toronto

The most random collab but it works so well

Melissa Duran

@Jack Slepowron p

Deathakid

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqYLFFpf95I&list=OLAK5uy_kmUEjpr7UjktqKSKXdSIUZNCaeEI60PrY&index=3

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I’ll mix/engineer your vocals 💯🔥 Email me: 1chvlly@gmail.com

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Richard Barrett

Not random at all I found 42 dugg cuz Tyler tweeted saying him and lil baby song we paid is the core of hip hop

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Velo

Finally, the “goes hard as fuck for no reason” song in every album

bruh

@samm my lmaoo

TJ Griffin-Redd

So I wasn’t the only one thinking it😂

Deathakid

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqYLFFpf95I&list=OLAK5uy_kmUEjpr7UjktqKSKXdSIUZNCaeEI60PrY&index=3

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