Tyler, The Creator - Fish / Boppin' ***** Lyrics
(feat. Frank Ocean)[Verse 1]Slip it in her drinkAnd in the blink of an eye I can make a white girl look chinkDon't know what to thinkCause last time I attempted this shit the judge orderedMe to see a shrinkStarted with a linkIntended her to meet me at the localOdd Future Wolf Gang skating rinkWe be uniquely in syncAlready *****ing and we only met last weekWe're both young, not yet antiqueSo her mindset was working for my techniqueTell her that I love her and by next weekYou can hear her shriek from the gas in her cheeksWell, I'm not a freak, I am meekly a Greek thatNeighbors by the creek say that my house stinksIt reeks of a street girlStreaks of red, even though all ***** is pinkOblivion makes obvious seats whichMakes me swing my obvious feetWe get caught up, go splat, and we thinkNow I get daughters and time in the clinkGot my dick harder than iron and zincNow they just ride up, mine's caught in the sinkYeah they get cut up, two cent, my physiqueCritique my shit[Hook]Wolf Gang (repeat)[Verse 2]*****es running round down ***** take a tripMake you strip, got my dick harder than the unzippedTyler Swift-ly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift'sSlit, Round trip in that *****, here comes a tick--Et, Them clips poppin on the cat, bustinOdd mind cannons on the pillIs he real? Gaza strippingIn my living room, Wolf Gang threw who?I'm assuming mushrooms, I'm a necrolampoonNot of Charles Mansoon, this *****Is ending soon, because I'm ejaculating[Hook]
