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rah tah tah (test pressing version) - tyler, the creator lyrics

[chorus]
she ain’t never met no one who talk like that
and if you hang up on a n*gga, b*tch, i’ll call right back (woo, woo, woo, yeah, uh)

[verse 1]
roll my windows up, darlin’, roll them windows up
biscuit*ass n*ggas wonder how i got my jiffy up
crib so d*mn big, i need a diaper and a sippy cup (wah)
someone tell zendaya she my favorite, can she hit me up?
ha*ha*ha*ha, when i double*park the laf’
that rah*tah*tah*tah, b*tch, i’m steppin’ on the gas (mm)

[chorus]
she ain’t never met no one who talk like that (i don’t really know)
and if you hang up on a n*gga, b*tch, i’ll call right back (yeah, uh)

[verse 2]
wipe that silly grin (mm), b*tch, i’m really him (mm)
you better put them palms together, b*tch, i really sin (mm)
no, me and crack don’t share daddies, but we really twins (okay)
if she ain’t got her sh*t together, she ain’t gettin’ in (okay)
you see the bed top bunker, the boy got thumpers
i’m a bonafide face seat, box muncher

[chorus]
she ain’t never met no one who talk like that (i want that p*ssy, yeah)
and if you hang up on a n*gga, b*tch, i’ll call right back (mwah, yeah)
[verse 3]
never in the hamptons d*ck*ridin’ in a white ‘fit (nah)
never raise a hand, the strap on him like a dyk* b*tch
this dark work like night shift, i’m thunder, i light sh*t (pew)
i flood this, i flood that, i swim good, i’m pisces (i’m a fish)
hey t, why you actin’ hard? i’m like, “baby, please
i ain’t tough, i just thumbs up, like i’m scrollin’ feed”

[chorus]
she ain’t never met no one who talk like that (n*gga, i’m p*ssy)
and if you hang up on a n*gga, b*tch, i’ll call right back, yeah

[verse 4]
roll my windows up, darlin’, roll them windows up
never let them see the color, model, make of semi truck
f*ck it, f*ck your shimmy up, yeah, f*ck your shimmy up
celebrate, it’s your birthday, get your pennies up (yeah, uh)
b*tch, you bossin’ up, yeah, nah, we really bossin’ up
i could never ride no h*llcat, sh*t don’t cost enough (enough)
twenty thousand on me (vroom), hunnid thousand on me (uh)
fifty thousand on me (mm*hmm), a couple thousand on me (yeah)
you’re movin’ sloppy if you get that sloppy where you sleep at
never tell them n*ggas or those women where you breathe at (never)
if my ex is spillin’ tea about me, don’t you drink that
and don’t you call me brother, i just met you, you could keep that
with these type of views, it ain’t no service on my two*way
so you don’t have to call, i’m usher raymond on a tuesday
with twenty thousand on me (mm), hunnid thousand on me (uh)
fifty thousand on me (mm*hmm), a couple thousand on me
brodie said his job to— for me, he the cameraman
they hoes went to leuzinger, i skated to hamilton
i had that s dome, was gettin’ pressed and almost packed out (where you from?)
me and lionel boyce in drama class, my boy can act now (mm)
was really odd future, all them other n*ggas whacked out
the biggest out the city after kenny, that’s a fact now
[chorus]
she ain’t never met no one who talk like that (b*tch, ooh, ooh)
and if you hang up on a n*gga, b*tch, i’ll call right back (b*tch, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)

[outro]
(uh, uh)
them n*ggas used to press me on the carrot*colored bus
(i’m not with that sh*t, cuh, alright?)
that’s why i’m paranoid now ’cause n*ggas weird and really bums
i’m paranoid now ’cause n*ggas weird and really bums (uh, uh, uh)
i’m paranoid now ’cause n*ggas weird and really bums
i’m paranoid now ’cause n*ggas weird and really bums
i’m—

- tyler the creator lyrics

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