![]() ![]() “ I Think,” from his fourth studio album, IGOR, makes a compelling argument over a great dance track. It also happens to be one of the emotions Tyler conveys perfectly in his music. Solange “I THINK” (2019)įalling in love is one of the most exciting feelings. On “Find Your Wings” he was able to show the range he not only has as a rapper and artist but as a producer and a composer. Roy Ayers, Syd, and Kali Uchis - “Find Your Wings” (2015)Ĭherry Bomb was the moment Tyler was fully experimental with his music. As the dancing dwindles with Steve Lacy pleading for them to bang his line, Tyler comes in again, with a self-reflective verse about his need to create the worlds he does on his albums. The first half of “ 911 “ is a dance track where he is asking for a call from his current love interest at the time. In those times of finding yourself, it can be extremely isolating. ![]() Lonely” (2017)Īt the time of Flower Boy, Tyler was fully coming into himself as a person and an artist. Tyler opens the song with a textbook situationship quote - “it’s never the love, it’s always the sex.” On top of the lyrics being straight to the point the second the song starts, its accompanied by crescendoing piano chords and Wayna’s iconic runs sound like they are inside the beat matching the feeling of what it is like to blow a load. All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.The seventh song on Tyler’s third studio album is all about cunnilingus and climaxing - over some of the most beautiful production you’ll ever hear. (All storms is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it Nah, I can’t take this shit no more, man, I quit Rolls-Royce pull up (Zero), Black boy hop out (That’s seven) Now I’m zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (That’s six) Used to treat me like that boy from Malcolm in the Middle (Why I’m motherfuckin’ rich) Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed That’s my nuance, used to be the weirdo (Ah) ![]() Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (Oh), new wand (Nigga) Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons My nigga tall, look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (Hey, oh) It’s different, it’s really different (Catch up, niggas)Īyo, I might sled in Utah, LA is too warm Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg…(It’s the face) Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hoodĬall me lumberjack ’cause I wish a nigga would race (Uh-huh) Good credit score, this card really can’t max out (Wow) MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap ’bout? (Sold out) Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (Man, what the fuck?) It never rain in Cali’, came with an umbrella (Ooh) That big boy, that big bitch for all weather I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilateĪnd bought another car ’cause I ain’t know how to celebrate (Top shelf, nigga) ![]() I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (Ugh, oh shit) I own my companies full, told ’em to keep the loan I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli’ for him (Oh shit) Niggas ain’t really on the type of shit he on (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit) They ain’t gettin’ paper like they should, wait She went like «Ah, this the wish-a-nigga-could face» (Uh) Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)Ĭall me lumberjack ’cause I wish a nigga would race (Uh-huh, right) Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (Yeah, oh) MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap ’bout? Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn’t pull out You never know where the fuck you gon’ end up at ‘Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz) You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back It was, she was just like, «This shit is beautiful» «Oh, my God, I never seen nothin’ like this» Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn’t- (Hold up) ![]()
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