Letra de Balloon - Tyler, The Creator

(Feat. The Creator, Doechii)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(I wanna rock— I wanna rock— I wanna rock— I wanna rock— I wanna rock—)

(Don't stop—)

Yeah, we ain't talkin' to your dumb ass

You could be a millionaire and still be a bum ass

Boy, I been in a dream, I been on the—

(Don't stop, do-don't stop—)

(Okay, look) Why I work so hard? My soul profit

Why I can't settle down? I like options

Why I hate small talk? I like topics

House shoppin', I'm a pig, I love coppin', ugh

No BBLs, I like A-cups, ugh

Long legs, pretty when they wake up, ugh

Niggas run they mouth, bro, the race up

Everything real here, no lace front, okay

Like bells during December, I sleigh

I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way up, too hot

Bitch, I'm on my own dick, I don't need your box, ugh

Fuck them regrets (Ugh), call them and get all that weight off your chest (Uh)

Got my brothers here, we the Wayans (We the Wayans)

Not my only girl, but you my favorite (You my favorite)

I've been flyin' high, where's the pavement?

Pray for me, can I get an amen?

Ooh (Don't stop—)

(Don't stop—)

Can I get a amen? (Don't stop—)

(Don't stop—)

(Don't stop—)

I'll air this bitch out like balloon (Don't stop—)

I'll send his bitch ass to the moon

I'm at the top, ain't no room (Don't stop—)

Aight, where the swamp is? (Where the swamp?)

Flyest bitch up in the room, I need a cockpit (Need a cockpit)

I need some PETA for this pussy, they want the croc' print (Want the croc' print)

I'm finna air these DL niggas out the closet (Air 'em out)

I let it in (Let it in), I let it out (Let it out)

I'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy now (Gimme the pussy, bitch)

If he is gay, then I am gay, and we are nouns (We are nouns)

Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down

Oui, oui, merci

Keep it cute when you're in my city

I'm 5'2", A-cup titties

I don't need you 'cause I already fuck me

I don't need a Range when I got an airboat

I don't need a plane, 'cause the airboat float (Don't stop—)

Out in New York, walk around bare-toed

I don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch, oh-oh

(Don't stop—) Don't stop

(Don't stop—) Don't stop

(Don't stop—) Don't stop

(Don't stop—)

I'll air this bitch out like a queef

I'll send your ass back to the streets

I'll spray your whole block with le FLEUR*

He gon' eat this pussy up 'cause it's sweet

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don't stop

Don't stop

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