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  • [Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator]
  • Tall ugly nigga with lips bigger than tigger,
  • Only blue print on these Vans like I don't listen to Jigger, (Uhh),
  • Cotton-picking nigger, Golf Wang season sicker than the block,
  • (?) and skateshops, where wolves deal 'em, (Uhh),
  • Workshop is awesome, ask (?) And let's pretend like,
  • I'm not making dollar Bill Withers on these *****ing stickers, (Uhm),
  • Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't suck,
  • *****, cut the crap like dyke booty when they scissor, (Uhh)
  • Pink haired Mrs, I'm her mister, sipping slurpees, bag of chips,
  • Now show your tits for mister Fuji, take a picture, (Uhh),
  • OF is popping like a blister, need some listerine,
  • Spitting got us balling like we Mr. Clean's sister, (Uhh),
  • Sick of being black, sipping paint thinner, (?),
  • Plotting on the babysitter before dinner, and hopefully I get her, If I don't, ***** it then, see I never (?) son, pull the opposite of Smithers, I'm done *****
  • [Hook: Casey Veggies]
  • Until the ozone leaves and the Earth is hot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • The moon not working and the stars align,
  • I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
  • [Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
  • (Somebody told me...)
  • I had a decline in the buzz, not a shocker bruh, I had the stun gun in my bum,
  • And when I drop shit you better have a towel and a sponge,
  • And ask why *****, I eat a ton bucket of chum,
  • In Bikini Bottom, I am the biggest problem,
  • This shit fishy niggas dip like we were set in Harlem,
  • Eaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo Anthon(y),
  • We just sit and burn shit just like my *****ing anthem
  • [Verse 3: Mike G]
  • I'm like goals, those is something you have to stand to reach,
  • My campaign speech elect me, Commander in Chief,
  • Respect to me is ever minor, appearances cause mass hysteria,
  • But I'm still uncomparable, I'm like the face of America,
  • I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold,
  • I'm a *****in' centerfold, I'm somethin' to behold,
  • I can kill a hundred shows, take on for the road,
  • I'm results of putting persistent pressure on coals
  • [Hook: Casey Veggies]
  • Until the ozone leaves and the Earth is hot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • The moon not working and the stars align,
  • I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot,
  • Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
  • [Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]
  • It's a dog eat dog world, don't get bit bruh,
  • A son of a ***** I am, yup, I'm a sick pup,
  • (I thought that you were nice)
  • Yeah I am slut, I'm also half ass a racist who hates niggas, Yep I'm a mixed mutt,
  • Preme is the top bunk, green is the pillow case,
  • Golf is the bedsheets, (Hat and my T-shirt),
  • TrashWang sticker on that (?),
  • (?) with the box, and I murder with the pen,
  • It's Bimmer Boy's boy never swerving in the Benz,
  • I'm listening to Dead Sam demos on the ten,
  • Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon?
  • [Outro]
  • It's Loiter Squad nigga...
  • *****ing Loiter Squad...

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