Tyler, The Creator - Big Poe [Clean - Lyrics]

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Tyler, The Creator - Big Poe [Clean - Lyrics]

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Lyrics:

Intro (Tyler, The Creator) | 0:00
Welcome
Number one, body movement (Funky)
No sitting still (Dance, bro)
Number two (Hahahaha), only speak in glory (Yeah)
Leave your baggage at home (None of that deep s***)
Number three (N****), don't tap the glass
Roked roked roked l'elohim
Roked roked roked m'elohim

Verse 1 (Tyler, The Creator) | 0:26
Burn this s*** down, turn this s*** up
I don't consent, I don't give f****
You on my d***, n****, get up
Wipe your lips off while I zip up, huh
I'm a sick pup, girl, I'm nasty
Eat the c******* in the back of the backseat
Yellow diamonds, Black skin, I'm taxi
You can run all you want, n****, you can't catch me

Chorus (Tyler, The Creator) | 0:43
Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n****, b**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, slim (Ayy)

Verse 2 (Tyler, The Creator) | 0:52
I hate lightskin n*****, on my mama
I like darkskin b****** like my mama
I like lightskin b****** like my daddy
You ain't like that line? Not my problem
I'm on the plane, tryna f*** her lip off
Switch off, s** on my face, gimme lip gloss
The tint off, that's not a G5, take that kit off
Right now, I'm Mario, pipe down, baby, I'm

Chorus (Tyler, The Creator) | 1:09
Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n****, b**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, slim (Ayy)

Verse 3 (Pharrell Williams) | 1:19
Mm, I'm in Paris, where it rains
Married to the game, forty carats in the rings
And what you drive, you can't compare to the chains
Told my 'countant hurry up with the plane
G700, on the globe with eight thousand
Those are extended with the miles in
Virginia, Florida, France is the housing
I got a bunch of wolves, they all down big

Chorus (Tyler, The Creator) | 1:36
Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, n****, b**** (Ayy)
I'm Big Poe, huh, slim (Ayy)

Verse 4 (Tyler, The Creator) | 1:45
No cell phone, this a dead spot (Huh, huh)
You sneak photos, get your hands chopped (Huh, huh)
You weird as f***, n****, I said stop (Huh, huh)
I don't trust white people with dreadlocks
Big dog ball over here, Sandlot
I'm swimmin' in the green, I'm a ham hock (Bro)
I'll get the metal ringin' like a can top, pop

Bridge (Busta Rhymes) | 2:01
Don't this s*** make a n**** wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this s*** make a n**** wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this s*** make a n**** wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this s*** make a n**** wanna (Jump, jump)
Don't this s*** make a n**** wanna (Jump, jump)
(Jump, jump; jump, jump; jump, jump)

Verse 5 (Pharrell Williams & Tyler, The Creator) | 2:20
And they got b****** that want poundin'
H* n*****, broke n*****, shouldn't allow 'em
The diamond's most brilliant when it's rounded
You n***** don't talk to your accountant (Ayy)
Hoppin' out of baby mamas' cars clownin' (Ayy)
You ain't with the bullets flyin'? Get down then (Ayy)
They ain't tell you 'bout this drip? N****, drown then (Ayy)
Oh, what, you wanna get loud then?
Huh, f*** around and get found then
I like crewnecks, polos, and chinos
A mouth full of rocks like Dino
Yellow diamonds, ask Jacob, n****, he know

Outro (Pharrell Williams) | 2:46
Roked roked roked l'elohim (N****, he know, n****, he know)
Roked roked roked m'elohim (N****, he know, n****, he know)
Roked roked roked l'elohim
Roked roked roked m'elohim