Tyler The Creator – Tina

Tyler The Creator – Tina Lyrics

Artist: Tyler The Creator
Song: Tina

Nah, I just do ignorant hood-rat sh#t
With me and my n#gg#s in the f#cking mall
Odd Future Wolf Gang
[Verse 1: Jasper]

n#gg#s at the f#cking mall, n#gg#s where my f#cking drawers?
Think I’m happy? Think I’m sad? b#tch you f#cking know my dad
He wears his pants up in his ass, touch his ass, grab his dick
You’s a fag, you like that sh#t, O.F. is the f#cking clique

I’m going off the top of the brain
n#gg# don’t know how to rap but I’m in the game
f#ck that sh#t, I don’t give a f#ck
I’m back up in the f#cking club, n#gg#s know I’m at the mall

Eating chips with my drawers, how you doing? How you fall?
[Hook]
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Tina perm your f#cking weave

[Verse 2: Tyler]
Eat my ass, lick my balls
b#tch I’m in the f#cking mall, with my n#gg#s eating ham
b#tch I got that f#cking swag, you don’t know my f#cking dad

I don’t know my f#cking dad, what is this a f#cking purse?
I ain’t f#cking Mexican, but we can have sex again
With your sister with no rubber (Alexis’ real name is Alex)
What the f#ck? That’s your f#cking brother? I ain’t with that jerkin’ sh#t

Unless it’s Steve Harvey’s buff sister trying to jerk my dick
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Taco]
I’m with your girlfriend eating chips

Um, stop the beat, b#tch..
Alright, yeah, n#gg#, I was in the mall
With my n#gg#s busting triggers, yeah, swag
[Hook]

[Outro]
b#tches, hoes, weaves, leather jackets (n#gg# don’t know)
b#tches, weaves, hoes, leather jackets
b#tches, weaves, hoes, swag (I’m a kill you and that f#cking baby, b#tch)
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From the album:
Bastard [Explicit]
Release Year: 2009