Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo

(Yeah, you alright?)

God, goodness
I wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces
That boy T not his thoughts and chasten
Fuck crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is racist
Cabbage was made, critic faggots was
So I 'em that I'll exchange the word faggot with book
And all them books is pissed off and at they in a bunch
Fuckin' attitude switch is like a with a strife
But, I'm a I pray to God when it's six triple book bashin' while
Me and my archive lips tickle
Parker pickle pack of peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The Creator kill you with a popsicle
Cold blooded so we mittens so they won't find him
Not keep the Tommy on me bitch, I'm Ms. Pickles
Said I seem off, last that team talked
Sick of niggas cabbage so I took the 'preme off
bought some stock in it
Not Golf the little homies don't, wait
Lets weigh my
I bought me a mansion, bought some attention
Give none to
And dear Watkins
Why you mad, the slave in me
Facts boy i'm back like Rosa Parks in their favorite seat
Videos, stage dives, popups, watching T
While y'all niggas watchin' the throne, the be watching me

If you this up
There are so many fuckin' right now, listenin' to this guy
Get wings flapping motherfucker!
Cause this kid's ready to fly

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigger nigger on the
Rap bars, bars, guys shootin' basketballs
the DARKskin, arrested in AUStin
Cops who I was cause kids said the show was AWEsome

Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I to fuck! If you fucking
Do NOT fuck up!
You have the whole world in your fucking

How many in the house?
Well can't somebody bring the out, I'm getting lonely
and apologies, the snaps make it obvious
That everybody on this fucking planet confidence
How many leaders in the (Do not fuck this up!)
Well can't somebody bring the camera out so I can me
See a director nigga's vision must be blurry
Boy I give them epic shots jaywalkin' in Missouri

How many in the house?
Well can't somebody my album out so I can hear one
Pour me a drink, shit I know what to think
Cause all these niggas leaning like Forest Whitaker's blink

How many in the house?
See why nobody got they hands up, see that's the