Tyler, The Creator – BUFFALO (feat. Shane Powers) lyrics



(Yeah… You feel alright?)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
God, goodness gracious
I can’t wait to see the look on y’all niggas faces
That boy T nuts, surprised his thoughts isn’t chafing
Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is racist
Cabbage was made, critic faggots was shook
So I told ’em that I’ll exchange the word “faggot” with “book”
And all them “books” is pissed off and had their page in a bunch
Fuckin’ attitude switched just like a “book” when it struts
But, I’m a fraud I pray to God when the six triple “book” bashin’
While me and my favorite author’s lips tickle
Peter Parker pick a pack of peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The Creator fuckin’ kill you with a popsicle
Cold blooded so we rock mittens so they won’t find him
Not kiddin’ keep the Tommy on me bitch, I’m Ms. Pickles
Said I seem off, last time that team talked
Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the ‘preme off
Should’ve bought some stock in it
(Yo it’s fucked up, I get it, put a sock in it)
Not Golf when the little homies don’t, wait,let’s weigh my options
I bought me a mansion, and bought some attention
Ain’t give none to Hopsin,and dear Boyce Watkins
Why you mad? It’s the slave in me
It’s facts boy I’m back like Rosa Parks least favorite seat
Videos, stage dives, popups, they watching T’
While y’all niggas watchin’ the throne, the throne be watching me

[Interlude: Shane Powers]
If you fuck this up
There are so many fuckin’ kids right now, listenin’ to this guy
Get those wings flapping motherfucker!
Cause this kid’s ready to fucking fly

[Break: Tyler, The Creator]
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigga nigga on the wall
Rap bars, jail bars, die or shoot a basketball
Tyler, the dark skin, arrested in Austin
Cops know who I was cause their kid said the show was Awesome

[Interlude: Shane Powers]
Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you fucking…
Do NOT fuck this up!
You have the whole world in your fucking hands

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
How many leaders in the house?
Well can somebody bring the mirrors out? I’m getting lonely
Likes and apologies and snaps make it obvious
That everybody on this fucking planet lackin’ confidence
How many leaders in the house? (Do not fuck this up!)
Well can somebody bring the camera out so I can film me
T a great director nigga’s vision must be blurry
Boy I get them epic shots like jaywalkin’ in Missouri
Wait… How many leaders in the house?
Well can’t somebody bring my album out so I can hear one
Pour me a drink, shit I don’t know what to think
Cause all these niggas leaning like they Forest Whitaker’s blink
Wait… How many leaders in the house?
See why nobody got they hands up, see that’s the issue



Tracy T – Choices (feat. Rick Ross & Pusha T)



[Verse 1: Tracy T]
Came through red eyes no jetlag
Geeked off the money this a 100k cash
Niggas they be talking but this’ what the K said
Prrt prrt get the pigeon no J peck
My glory, gave everything I had but now what you got for me?
Took the stairs no elevator [?]
Game enforced it
Just another nigga want the Bentley and the Porsches
Trynna travel overseas shit that ain’t work fuck it that ain’t work
No tour no bonjour I’m back on the turf
Probation hating a nigga trynna bet theyself
Baby mama been spiteful ‘cause I never was there
But see they wanted to be some but I’m the one that they blame
Know these hoes ain’t playing fast it’s all a part of the game
I got a M for dumb shit and not a problem with pain
‘Cause in the end pain came with everything that I gained

[Hook: Tracy T]
Everybody got choices
Want the Bentleys or the Porsches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the [?])
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Everybody got choices
Even playing field could have all had Rolls Royces
Diamonds and pearls have more oysters
The money counting scream heard more voices
Plain jane protects cost more than that hollow shit you niggas flex (yes!)
I tell shit what’s next
Tell you how to dress and where the cocaine invests
Nigga grab your vest
Young niggas ain’t playing and they’ aim ain’t the best
That’s what I call Generation X
E-pills or the D get the whole alphabet
Push! G63’s we put baby mothers at ease
Drug dealer disease
Addicted to the money like the air that I breathe

[Hook: Tracy T]
Everybody got choices
Want the Bentleys or the Porsches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the [?])
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
10 commandments on these 36 ounces
Real life I got 36 houses (next move)
To the mansion in the mountains (baws)
Couple ice Mountain Dew and them bouncers
All black when I deal with these accountants
Off balance then you fuck with my allowance
All facts get you whacked for a thousand
The bottles all black stacks on the couches (baws)
Fi-fi-five hundred for the drive-by
On the plug with in a motherfucking [?]
You come and take me from the sideline
Condo right next to Lady Gaga’s
Branzino on a grill
Sip syrup spending millions on the pills
In the city no [?]
ATL my first trap was in Mechanicville

[Hook: Tracy T]
Everybody got choices
Want the Bentleys or the Porsches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the [?])
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices

Choices – Tracy T feat. Rick Ross lyrics

Lyrics Tracy T – Choices

Came through red eyes no jet lag
Geeked off the money this a 100k cash
Niggas they be talking but this’ what the K said
Prrt prrt get the pigeon no J peck
My glory, gave everything I had but what you got for me?
Took the stairs no elevator ..
Game did force it
Just another nigga want the Bentley and the Porches
Trynna travel over seas shit that ain’t work f*ck it that ain’t work
No tour no .. I’m back on the turf
Probation hating a nigga trynna bet theyself
Baby mama been spiteful ‘cause I never was there
But see they wanted to be some but I’m the one that they blame
Know these hoes ain’t playing fast all a part of the game
I got a M for dumb shit and not a problem with pain
Cause in the end pain came with everything that I gained.(choices)

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices.

Everybody got choices
Even playing field could have all had Rolls Royces
Diamonds and pearls have more oysters
The money counting scream heard more voices
Plain jane protects cost more than that hollow shit you niggas flex
I tell shit what’s next
Tell you how to dress and where the cocaine invests
Nigga grab your vest
Young niggas ain’t playing and they aim ain’t the best
That’s what I call Generation X
E-pills or the D get the whole alphabet
Push! G63’s we put baby mothers at ease
Drug dealer disease
Addicted to the money like the air that I breath.

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices.

10 commandments on these 36 ounces
Real life I got 36 houses
To the mansion in the mountains
Couple ice Mountain Dew and them bouncers
All black when I deal with these accountants
Off balance then you f*ck with my allowance
All facts get you whacked for a thousand
The bottles all black stacks on the couches
Fi-fi-five hundred for the drive-by
On the plug with in a motherf*cking ..
You come and take me from the sideline
Condo right next to Lady Gaga
Branzino on a grill
Sip surrop spending millions on the pills
In the city no ..
ATL my first trap was in Mechanicville.

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choicesss.
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