Tyler, The Creator

Tyler, The Creator - Tina lyrics

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So do you party?

Nah, I just do ignorant hoodrat shit with me and my niggas in the fuckin' mall. Odd Future Wolf Gang.


Niggas at the fuckin' mall.
Niggas wear my fuckin' drawers.
Think I'm happy.
Think I'm sad.
Bitch, you fuckin' on my dad.
He wears his pants up in his ass.
Touch his ass, grab his dick.
You's a fag, you like that shit.
OF is the fucking clique.
Goin' off the top the brain.
Nigga, dunna how to rap,
But I'm in the game.
Fuck that shit.
I don't give a fuck.
I'm backed up in the fucking club.
Niggas know I'm at the mall.
Eattin' chips with my drawers.
How you doin'?
How you fall?

Swag, swag, swag, swag,
Swag, swag, swag, swag.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.

Eat my ass.
Lick my balls.
Bitch, I'm in the fuckin' mall
With my niggas
Eattin' ham, mmmmmmmmmm.
Yo, bitch I got that fuckin' swag.
You don't know my fuckin' dad.
I don't know my fuckin' dad.
What is this, a fuckin' curse?
I ain't fuckin' Mexican.
But we can have sex again.
With your sister,
With no rubber.
Alexis real name is Alex.
What the fuck?
That's your fuckin' brother?
I ain't with that jerkin' shit
Unless it's Steve Harvey's buff sister
Tyna jerk my dick.

Swag, swag, swag, swag.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag.
Oh no.
Oh no.
Oh no.
Swag, swag, swag, swag,
Swag, swag, swag, swag,

I'm wit yo girlfriend eattin' chips.
Mm, stop the beat, bitch.
Uh, uh oh shit, fuck, mmm, mmm.
Wait, hold, stop the beat.
ALright, yeah nigga, I was in the mall
With my niggas bustin' triggers.
Yeah, swag.

Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.
Tina, perm your fuckin' weave.

Bitches. (bit-) (yeah! )
Hoes. (no) (hoe)
Weaves. (so?) (fuck Ren)
Leather jackets. (a nigga don't know)
Bitches. (my mom)
Weaves. (weaves)
Hoes. (my sister)
Leather jackets. (leather jackets! )
It's bitches. (bitches)
Weaves. (swag)
Hoes.
Swag.

I'ma kill you and that fuckin' baby, bitch.
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