SWEET (Explicit)
Brockhampton"SWEET (Explicit)" is a song by Brockhampton, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:31 long and contains 101 lines and 818 words.
Lyrics
0:03Stripped down to my skin and my bones
0:05I love huskies but I feel like a wolf howw
0:08In a pack but I feel all alone
0:10I'm scatterbrained man better offer the clone
0:12In Tejas apartments with racists doin' weird sh*t
0:16Like this'll make the biopic
0:18Rile 'em up hit Zaxby's get the wing and tings
0:21Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling
0:24Whatchu mean it ain't working what
0:26Whatchu mean you ain't finding yourself oh I am I'm trying
0:29Whatchu mean you ain't got no cash I got a little bit
0:32Whatchu mean whatchu mean
0:34Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick
0:37Shouldn't your mama be done paying the house off I guess
0:39Shouldn't you have a real big a** ego no
0:42Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls
0:44Kevin Abstract：
0:44Twistin' me up like licorice
0:47Think I need someone who can handle it
0:49Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
0:52I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
0:55Twistin' me up like licorice
0:57Think I need someone who can handle it
1:00Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
1:02I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
1:05Dom mclennon：
1:05The original lick-splickety higher than Yosemite
1:07Breaking the mold mentally master with no limiting
1:10Making 'em say ugh they worshipping our force viciously
1:13Watching the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
1:15Often they say I'm off it I offer my crossed empathy
1:18They forgot what we on I'll remind 'em with hostility
1:21Hot-diggity d**n everyone running scams
1:24Gotta cover your clams and take another glance
1:26Running a clinic no scans ain't no one claimin' yo mans
1:29It's all pertaining to plan call me the architect
1:31Lap you in a UFO I haven't started yet
1:34Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at
1:36Moses with the pen each line an ocean I can part it at
1:40But that's too deep
1:44Merlyn Wood：
1:47Don't call me stupid that ain't the way my name pronounced
1:52Don't call me Cupid I got too many h*es right now
1:57Poolside in Houston tryna see if Beyoncé'll take me for adoption
2:03Broke a** rich suburbs a civilian shot in 3rd Ward we just by the fountain
2:08This is Merlyn Wood man everywhere I go is the Woodlands
2:14I need a honeybutter vodka in a Sprite can
2:19When I'm in the Whataburger all the kids know who I am
2:24I need a honeybutter puttin' lean in my Sprite can
2:28Kevin Abstract：
2:29Twistin' me up like licorice
2:31Think I need someone who can handle it
2:34Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
2:36I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
2:39Twistin' me up like licorice
2:42Think I need someone who can handle it
2:44Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
2:47I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
2:49Ameer Vann：
2:50I got a record but I'm clean as they come
2:52I'm Godzilla when they see me they run
2:55On 37th used to run from the bloods
2:57The undercovers gotta duck when they come
3:00I moved out and in a couple of months
3:03I'm be a pop star they call me a thug
3:05I used to write raps on the back of the bus
3:08Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears
3:10Joba：
3:10It's funny how things can change
3:12Three hundred dollars to my name left to Hollywood
3:15I was living off Ramen and change
3:18Five hundred dollars on these dinners never have to pay
3:21Growing up my teachers told me
3:23You better get them grades up if you wanna finish high school
3:26And after high school you better get a degree
3:28'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world you could live in the street
3:31Flashback I had my Walkman in the minivan
3:34Listening to NSYNC saw my name on the CD
3:37Bleach blond tips wanted to be JT
3:39Wanted to do big things had to fulfill a dream
3:42One might say I was doomed from the get-go
3:44But those same people assume 'cause they'll never know
3:47What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone
3:50I am one with the ebb and flow that's all I know
3:52Kevin Abstract：
3:52Twistin' me up like licorice
3:54Think I need someone who can handle it
3:57Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
4:00I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
4:02Twistin' me out like licorice
4:05Think I need someone who can handle it
4:08Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
4:10I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
4:13Twistin' me up like licorice
4:15Think I need someone who can handle it
4:18Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
4:21I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
4:23Twistin' me out like licorice
4:26Think I need someone who can handle it
4:28Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
4:31I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Stripped down to my skin and my bones I love huskies but I feel like a wolf howw In a pack but I feel all alone I'm scatterbrained man better offer the clone In Tejas apartments with racists doin' weird sh*t Like this'll make the biopic Rile 'em up hit Zaxby's get the wing and tings Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling Whatchu mean it ain't working what Whatchu mean you ain't finding yourself oh I am I'm trying Whatchu mean you ain't got no cash I got a little bit Whatchu mean whatchu mean Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick Shouldn't your mama be done paying the house off I guess Shouldn't you have a real big a** ego no Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls Kevin Abstract： Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Dom mclennon： The original lick-splickety higher than Yosemite Breaking the mold mentally master with no limiting Making 'em say ugh they worshipping our force viciously Watching the floor tip in your temple of authenticity Often they say I'm off it I offer my crossed empathy They forgot what we on I'll remind 'em with hostility Hot-diggity d**n everyone running scams Gotta cover your clams and take another glance Running a clinic no scans ain't no one claimin' yo mans It's all pertaining to plan call me the architect Lap you in a UFO I haven't started yet Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at Moses with the pen each line an ocean I can part it at But that's too deep Merlyn Wood： Don't call me stupid that ain't the way my name pronounced Don't call me Cupid I got too many h*es right now Poolside in Houston tryna see if Beyoncé'll take me for adoption Broke a** rich suburbs a civilian shot in 3rd Ward we just by the fountain This is Merlyn Wood man everywhere I go is the Woodlands I need a honeybutter vodka in a Sprite can When I'm in the Whataburger all the kids know who I am I need a honeybutter puttin' lean in my Sprite can Kevin Abstract： Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Ameer Vann： I got a record but I'm clean as they come I'm Godzilla when they see me they run On 37th used to run from the bloods The undercovers gotta duck when they come I moved out and in a couple of months I'm be a pop star they call me a thug I used to write raps on the back of the bus Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears Joba： It's funny how things can change Three hundred dollars to my name left to Hollywood I was living off Ramen and change Five hundred dollars on these dinners never have to pay Growing up my teachers told me You better get them grades up if you wanna finish high school And after high school you better get a degree 'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world you could live in the street Flashback I had my Walkman in the minivan Listening to NSYNC saw my name on the CD Bleach blond tips wanted to be JT Wanted to do big things had to fulfill a dream One might say I was doomed from the get-go But those same people assume 'cause they'll never know What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone I am one with the ebb and flow that's all I know Kevin Abstract： Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Twistin' me out like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Twistin' me up like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t Twistin' me out like licorice Think I need someone who can handle it Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
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