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bapes - tyler, the creator lyrics

[intro]
my wife is a bad husband

[chorus]
aight, bapes on my motherf*ckin’ feet
n*gga, feet on my motherf*ckin’ bapes
n*gga, hat on my motherf*ckin’ head
n*gga, head on my motherf*ckin’ hat
i be gettin’ famous, famous
f*ckin’ b*tches with no condom on
so, get my hiv and my hid
and i hope you know, b*tch, that it burn when i pee

[verse 1]
walk up in the club, see this fat b*tch joggin’
nah, i’m lyin’ man, she too fat, the b*tch walkin’
and her fat p*ssy i was stalkin’
actually, her p*ssy lips was talkin’ to me
now i burn when i pee
because i gave the b*tch a kiss and i got hiv
it’s four bones from a caddy
hey, he got a fattie
and he drive a caddy
aye that n*gga passed me up
and he got some nice lipstick
and i met a white b*tch
and she had a big d*ck
no h0m*
lookin’ like o*hеad
the b*tch had a fo’head
now she owе me more head from last week
actually, f*ck it, nah, f*ck it
the b*tch is my uncle
so now every family reunion
she tellin’ all my family members
that we f*cked when i was 12
and she [?] and burn in h*ll
[chorus]
aight, bapes on my motherf*ckin’ feet
n*gga, feet on my motherf*ckin’ bapes
n*gga, hat on my motherf*ckin’ head
n*gga, head on my motherf*ckin’ hat
i be gettin’ famous, famous
f*ckin’ b*tches with no condom on
so, get my hiv and my hid
and i hope you know, b*tch, that it burn when i pee

[verse 2]
he said it burns but…
what the f*ck?
i just did a rap, but i can’t rhyme
when the police are chasin’ me
i be in the club, clappin’ my hands
he be in the club, clappin’ his feet
he got bapes on but they not see*through
so, they see him in the club, he don’t wash his hands
shake my hand, clap my hand
i put my hands on my granny hands
on my granny hands, but she’s gay
nah, i take that back, she’s not gay
my baby mama, baby mama drama
i got six baby mamas, but i got three kids
it’s not cool, i’m talkin’ into the mic
i really can’t rap and i f*ckin’ can’t fight!
i can’t fight for sh*t
i got beat up by a fat girl, her name was felicia
tonisha, felicia
what’s your name in this b*tch, your name tisha
la*la* la*la, la*la*la*la*la, la*la*la*la
[?]
i said, “b*tch, what’s my name?”
she said, “what’s your name?”
i said, “b*tch, what’s my name?”
she said, “n*gga!”
i said, “b*tch, you know where the f*ck i be at, and i [?]”
b*tch, what you mad about
n*gga know i’m in the do’
n*gga know i’m in the club
b*tch, better give me some
chicken and some waffles
chicken and some waffles
eatin’ only motherf*ckin’ chicken and some waffles
b*tch, give me oatmeal, give me oatmeal
no, no, f*ck that, i said, “b*tch…”
i was at the mall, yo, i was at the mall
i got bapes on, i got bapes on, i got…
[?] i need to know
but i don’t give a f*ck, ’cause a n*gga got dough
[?] the f*ck, i got, i got that motherf*ckin’ earth[?]
n*gga, listen to this sh*t, i was sayin’, look, listen, look
y’all [?], ain’t sh*t funny
he broke some of his t**th and some of the f*ckin’ sheep monday[?]
look, check, yo

- tyler the creator lyrics

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