Slater (Explicit)
Tyler, The Creator, Frank Ocean"Slater (Explicit)" is a song by Tyler, The Creator, Frank Ocean, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:50 long and contains 95 lines and 558 words.
Lyrics
0:01Me and Slater just hit a curb
0:03Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
0:06Made a couple thousands
0:07Turds spitting written verbs
0:09Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs
0:12Me I'm from the slums niggas
0:14Who pushing tons
0:15Tons of *** Foul flow dirty
0:17Mouth like kissing bums
0:19Momma done made her one a witty son
0:21With no respect for women so
0:23So show me your titties hun
0:25You eighteen Me I'm twenty something
0:28Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty one
0:31I wild out at shows break sh*t it should be fun
0:34Venues are like p**sy with me Should he cum
0:37I'mma wax that like the chapstick
0:39In my backpack for my black lips
0:40Then dip to Europe and come
0:42Back with a stack of cheese
0:43A stack of cheese for these
0:44Rats Mac and Cheese
0:46New Preme sh*t got me feeling
0:48Flyer than a bag of bees
0:49F**k critics How's your dick
0:51Sh*t How's your knees
0:52Y'all on my dick more than
0:54My index when I take a pee
0:55Came up with Rella ain't
0:57Touch a bag of w**d
0:58Sh*t was doper than Whitney
1:01Houston's needs
1:02Golf Wang that's the team to be
1:05Aye getting TU OF NB
1:08We was missing Sweatshirt like
1:09Where's the hooded sleeve
1:11Okay nevermind we found him
1:14Me and Slater just hit a curb
1:17Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
1:20Made a couple thousands
1:21Turds spitting written verbs
1:23Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs
1:27Guess I win checks started cashing in
1:29I stopped rapping and started
1:30Asking Where my f**king passion is
1:32Probably where that faggot went
1:34Who Tyler talking father problems
1:35Shocky sh*t he spit to popping
1:37Topics in a gossip column
1:39I ain't ask for this I did
1:40It out of boredom
1:42Thought that roach was cool
1:43He died and pushed me into stardom
1:45Now Ye's PJ sipping leche Chips
1:48Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy
1:50Aye boy land in Melbourne and
1:52Skate to Fitzroy Aye
1:54AUS was AWES I enjoyed boy
1:56Y'all niggas played as a tot's toy
2:00Have a good day as I annoy oi
2:04Me and Slater just hit a curb
2:07Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
2:10Made a couple thousands
2:11Turds spitting written verbs
2:12Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs
2:15Cameras with panorama's views
2:17My shoes have seen more vans than
2:19Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama
2:22G O to the L F this O F
2:24I open a store so I don't stress
2:27But ni**a I What mosh in
2:29Gardens jazz punk sh*t
2:31Playing chords making up sh*t
2:32Pardon my Dolly Parton's
2:34And I keep sharting hoodies
2:36With rectangles and different colors
2:38Niggers think I started kindergarten
2:40My b**ch was on my handle bars
2:43I just wanna ride my bike
2:50Slater Slater Slater Slater
2:52My b**ch was on my handle bars
2:56Hair blowing in the wind
2:58Her freckles look like candy bars
3:02Hair blowing in the wind
3:04My b**ch was on my handle bars
3:08I just wanna ride my bike
3:14Slater Slater Slater Slater
3:17My b**ch was on my handle bars
3:20Hair blowing in the wind
3:23Her freckles look like candy bars
3:26My cool summer never ends
3:39Slater Slater Slater Slater
3:41Oh my god I guess you're a cool guy
3:47You're talking to a f**king bike loser
3:50Haha
Me and Slater just hit a curb Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D Made a couple thousands Turds spitting written verbs Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs Me I'm from the slums niggas Who pushing tons Tons of *** Foul flow dirty Mouth like kissing bums Momma done made her one a witty son With no respect for women so So show me your titties hun You eighteen Me I'm twenty something Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty one I wild out at shows break sh*t it should be fun Venues are like p**sy with me Should he cum I'mma wax that like the chapstick In my backpack for my black lips Then dip to Europe and come Back with a stack of cheese A stack of cheese for these Rats Mac and Cheese New Preme sh*t got me feeling Flyer than a bag of bees F**k critics How's your dick Sh*t How's your knees Y'all on my dick more than My index when I take a pee Came up with Rella ain't Touch a bag of w**d Sh*t was doper than Whitney Houston's needs Golf Wang that's the team to be Aye getting TU OF NB We was missing Sweatshirt like Where's the hooded sleeve Okay nevermind we found him Me and Slater just hit a curb Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D Made a couple thousands Turds spitting written verbs Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs Guess I win checks started cashing in I stopped rapping and started Asking Where my f**king passion is Probably where that faggot went Who Tyler talking father problems Shocky sh*t he spit to popping Topics in a gossip column I ain't ask for this I did It out of boredom Thought that roach was cool He died and pushed me into stardom Now Ye's PJ sipping leche Chips Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy Aye boy land in Melbourne and Skate to Fitzroy Aye AUS was AWES I enjoyed boy Y'all niggas played as a tot's toy Have a good day as I annoy oi Me and Slater just hit a curb Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D Made a couple thousands Turds spitting written verbs Sh*t now I kick it in the 'burbs Cameras with panorama's views My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama G O to the L F this O F I open a store so I don't stress But ni**a I What mosh in Gardens jazz punk sh*t Playing chords making up sh*t Pardon my Dolly Parton's And I keep sharting hoodies With rectangles and different colors Niggers think I started kindergarten My b**ch was on my handle bars I just wanna ride my bike Slater Slater Slater Slater My b**ch was on my handle bars Hair blowing in the wind Her freckles look like candy bars Hair blowing in the wind My b**ch was on my handle bars I just wanna ride my bike Slater Slater Slater Slater My b**ch was on my handle bars Hair blowing in the wind Her freckles look like candy bars My cool summer never ends Slater Slater Slater Slater Oh my god I guess you're a cool guy You're talking to a f**king bike loser Haha
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