French
Tyler The Creator Lyrics
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She tryna to get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella
When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm hellen keller
When it comes to the perfection of my shit I know you smell the RECTUM
I'm like a chromosome I always ex 'em
Like wolverine steps in attackin' a deadly weapon
I'm openin' a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin
And fuck Mary in her ass ha ha yo
In the three bear house eating their muthafuckin' porridge
I tell her it's my house, give her a tour
In my basement, and keep that bitch locked up in the storage
Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit
Octopussy special effect, the wet bitches be banging
And please never disrespect my set with cannon
Hanging from my neck like it's a muthafuckin' circus
You little niggas better check my French
You getting money better check my French
Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my French
If you cop my shit you better check my French, muthafucka
Im makin' moves check my French
I speak English but check my French
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French, bitch
I guess I left my dignity up in the cupboard
Cause every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
Im never using a rubber
But fuck it I guess I gotta steach it out like it was flubber
And leave it drippin' green and red like it was double cheese buggers
Chewin' on cum like bubble gum from hubbard
This bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, already sniffin' blow
I tell my friends its asthma every time I start to itch my throat
I got a new show for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Because some bitch said my semen was dirty, that's silly ho
The most that they can do is find me, Im hiding
Somewhere where Chris Stokes cant find me
Oh no Mister Stokes I don't like misters no
Don't tell R. Kelly where my sister goes
You little niggas better check my French
You getting money better check my French
Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my French
If you cop my shit you better check my French, muthafucka
Im making moves check my French
I speak English but check my French
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French, bitch
Yo you little niggas better check my french
I got all stars and you can check my bench
Left Brain super three
Creator Ace puttin' the expressions in music and create the face
Of the picture, punchline figured out ahhh I get you
No you don't nigga so why don't you go figure
You seem confused anyway, pressure enough?
You the type to do the choke when the pressure is up
The pressure is to pump and pressure is us
Bitches havin' eargasms and the pleasure is us
Niggas wanna B.O.F. and write letters to us
Competition's competition, yo you better than us?
Digest what Im sayin'? I don't think so
We sick shit, throw it up down in the sink yo
The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes
We think sorta odd so we think so
Crusin' in my go kart at Walmart sellin' cupcakes
Go ahead admit it faggot this shit is tighter then buttrape
That evolves Ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Pornos and hormones and boxes of DiGiorno
You homos is loco your prolly drinking Cuervo
With some vatos with the door closed watchin' zorro you homos
In Tyler the Creator's song French, he employs controversial, explicit and offensive lyrics to showcase his unique style of rap. The song starts with a boastful statement about his girlfriend, who is supposedly more desirable than other black women, which causes those women to have negative feelings towards him. Tyler then makes use of wordplay to differentiate between the perception of his music and the perfection of it, claiming to be oblivious to how his music is perceived by others but still being confident of its quality.
He then makes wild statements about opening a church to sell drugs, having sex with a fairy tale character, raping a woman and filming it, and sniffing cocaine, all of which aim to outrage, shock and provoke his listeners. The song also includes a section where Tyler addresses his critics and asserts his rap skills and abilities. In the final verses, Tyler throws a series of insults and derogatory slurs aimed at his listeners and ends the song on a provocative note.
Line by Line Meaning
Got all the black bicthes mad cuz my main bitch vallina
All the other women are jealous of my girlfriend who is of a different race and named Valina
She tryna to get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella
My girlfriend is trying to regain her confidence like Stella and I am supporting her through it
When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm hellen keller
I don't care about your opinions on my music, I am indifferent to them like Hellen Keller was to sights and sounds
When it comes to the perfection of my shit I know you smell the RECTUM
My music is perfect and you can sense it like the smell of rectum
I'm like a chromosome I always ex 'em
I am always separating myself from people like how chromosomes separate during cell division
Like wolverine steps in attackin' a deadly weapon
I attack like Wolverine when facing a dangerous situation
I'm openin' a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin
I am being ironic by starting a church to sell drugs and play rock music
And fuck Mary in her ass ha ha yo
I am being vulgar and disrespectful towards someone named Mary
I'm fucking Goldilocks up in the forest
I am having sex with a fairytale character named Goldilocks
In the three bear house eating their muthafuckin' porridge
I am trespassing in the house of the three bears and eating their food
I tell her it's my house, give her a tour
I am lying to Goldilocks about owning the house and taking her around it
In my basement, and keep that bitch locked up in the storage
I am imprisoning Goldilocks in my basement
Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit
I am assaulting Goldilocks and recording it to create an edited video with additional footage
Octopussy special effect, the wet bitches be banging
I am being vulgar and referring to a sexual experience with multiple women
And please never disrespect my set with cannon
Do not disrespect my group of artists
Hanging from my neck like it's a muthafuckin' circus
I am using a large necklace as a symbol of my success
You little niggas better check my French
You should pay attention to and respect what I am saying
You getting money better check my French
If you are making money, you should follow my example
Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my French
I am calling attention to myself and my success
If you cop my shit you better check my French, muthafucka
If you buy my music, it is important to understand my message
Im makin' moves check my French
I am achieving success, and you should pay attention to it
I speak English but check my French
I am American, but my style is influenced by French culture
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French, bitch
Your girlfriend is sexually attracted to me and my French-inspired image
I guess I left my dignity up in the cupboard
I am being careless with my actions and morals
Cause every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
I have sex with a lot of women and don't use protection
Im never using a rubber
I don't use condoms during sex
But fuck it I guess I gotta steach it out like it was flubber
I will deal with the consequences of unprotected sex as if they were a problem like the fictional substance Flubber
And leave it drippin' green and red like it was double cheese buggers
I am being explicit about the fluids produced during sex
Chewin' on cum like bubble gum from hubbard
I am being vulgar about a sexual act
This bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
This woman was very experienced with sex
Yo Im seventeen, already sniffin' blow
I am underage and using cocaine
I tell my friends its asthma every time I start to itch my throat
I am lying to my friends about the symptoms caused by using cocaine
I got a new show for MTV, 'Pimp My Boat'
I am being ironic about creating a television show that glamorizes the modification of boats
Because some bitch said my semen was dirty, that's silly ho
I am describing an encounter with a woman who insulted my semen
The most that they can do is find me, Im hiding
People are looking for me
Somewhere where Chris Stokes cant find me
I am trying to hide from someone named Chris Stokes
Oh no Mister Stokes I don't like misters no
I am being homophobic and disrespectful towards Chris Stokes
Don't tell R. Kelly where my sister goes
I am making a reference to R. Kelly's history of sexual misconduct and wanting to protect my sister from him
Yo you little niggas better check my french
You should listen to and respect me, especially because of my French-inspired image
I got all stars and you can check my bench
I have a talented group of artists who work with me
Left Brain super three
A reference to a fellow artist
Creator Ace puttin' the expressions in music and create the face
I am creating art and using my image to express my message
Of the picture, punchline figured out ahhh I get you
My lyrics have a clear and clever punchline
No you don't nigga so why don't you go figure
Listeners may not understand my lyrics or message
You seem confused anyway, pressure enough?
I am questioning the ability of my critics to understand my music
You the type to do the choke when the pressure is up
My critics are weak and will fold under pressure
The pressure is to pump and pressure is us
There is intense pressure on us to perform
Bitches havin' eargasms and the pleasure is us
Women are enjoying our music and we are responsible for their pleasure
Niggas wanna B.O.F. and write letters to us
People want to be a part of our group and write to us with admiration
Competition's competition, yo you better than us?
We are competing with other artists and questioning if they are better than us
Digest what Im sayin'? I don't think so
My message may be difficult for some listeners to comprehend
We sick shit, throw it up down in the sink yo
Our music is unique and provocative
The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes
Our style and message are gaining attention
We think sorta odd so we think so
We understand that our style is unconventional and maybe strange
Crusin' in my go kart at Walmart sellin' cupcakes
I am being ironic by driving a go-kart at Walmart and selling cupcakes
Go ahead admit it faggot this shit is tighter then buttrape
My music is so good that even someone who dislikes me will enjoy it
That evolves Ballpark franks and silver duct tape
I am describing random objects that have no connection to my message
Pornos and hormones and boxes of DiGiorno
I am being random and vulgar
You homos is loco your prolly drinking Cuervo
I am being insulting and homophobic towards my critics
With some vatos with the door closed watchin' zorro you homos
I am still being homophobic towards my critics
Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Tyler Okonma, Vyron Turner
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@2ScoopsPlease
Tyler used to brag about this video having 20k views
@allieboy181
That was big for back then
@DontTalk2Me
You gotta remember youtube was young dawg!!
@leo-qd6qm
If I got 20k views I wood brag
@bmhwdy
Now it has 12 million and itβs not even close to his most viewed video
@cudfamily6700
Where would he brag about it?
@jo7105
you can tell which era of tyler your listening to by whether he pitches his voice up or down
@clalam5241
Pffft dumb ass I just look at the song titleπ
@newchxppa6419
only real ones know ace the creator
@YomaTheHoma
@@newchxppa6419 get fresh.