Lumberjack Lyrics – Tyler

Lumberjack Lyrics

Rolls royce pull up Black boy hop out Shoutout to my mother And my father didn’t Hold up
Oh my god i never seen nothing Like this Haha that’s what my mom was saying She she was crying and shit It was she was just like this shit is beautiful It was a beautiful moment
You always keep the picnic Blankets in the back ‘Cuz you you never Know gangsta grillz You never know where The f*ck you gon’ end up at Okay haha let’s go
Now we ready
Rollsroyce pull up Black boy hop out Shoutout to my mother And my father didn’t pull out
MSG sell out fu*k These niggas yap about Whips on whips My ancestors got They backs out yeah oh 2 4 5 hundred stacks for The hood i dare you nigga
Call me lumbеrjack ‘cuz I wish a nigga would race uhuh right She wеnt like ah this The wishaniggacould face uh They ain’t gettin’ paper Like they should wait You niggas woulda coulda Should a oh shit
Niggas ain’t really on The type of shit he on I hit drizzy and told him I had a milli’ for him oh shit I own my companies full told ‘Em to keep the loan
I took the gold bit*h Home niggas was Big mad ugh oh shit I put that bitch on The shelf to let it ventilate
And bought another car ‘Cuz i ain’t know how to celebrate Top shelf nigga That big boy that big bit*h For all weather It never rain in cali’ came With an umbrella ooh
Rollsroyce pull up Black boy hop out man What the f*ck Shoutout to my mother And my father didn’t pull out
MSG sell out fu*k These niggas yap about sold out Good credit score this card Really can’t max out wow
2 4 5 hundred stacks for the hood Call me lumberjack ‘Cuz i wish a nigga would race uhuh Nigga this the face man I wish a nigg* it’s the face It’s different it’s really different Catch up niggas
Ayo i might sled in utah la too warm My nigga tall look like a bit*h I call him mulan hey oh
Salad colored emerald on finger The size of croutons Niggas cannot fuck with the form of true magic Oh new wand nigga
That’s my nuance used to be the weirdo ahh Used to laugh at me listen to me With their ears closed Used to treat me like that boy from Malcolm in the middle Why i’m motherfuckin’ rich Now i’m zero zero zero zero zero zero not six
Rollsroyce pull up zeros Black boy hop out not seven Nah i can’t take this shit no more man i quit That’s it i quit i swear to god nigga F*Ck niggas is talking to me about
Quality wednesday music Wishaniggacould face All storms is cloudy nigga Ohh yeah you asked for it Fu**Ing crumbs wishaniggawould face Fu*K you mean nigg*
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Song Credits

Song: Lumberjack