Tyler, The Creator — Peach Fuzz

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It’s 9:23 A.M

And uh… an idea

Summer feeling idea

Yeah, I don’t know

You said, keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

You said, keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

It’s nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

It’s nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

Yeah mama, yeah mama

I’m daddy, no I’m not

You’re a lot of fucking problems

You gon’ prolly show true colors

By the time we tie the knot up

Tyler, Tyler, he got caught up

Now they taking my ricotta

Bunch of lawyers and ‘your honors’

I mean, its no mama

More father but my fanbase that’s from Goblin

Don’t believe me I been saying since 13 but they blinded

But whatever, I’m reminded

That I slightly got off topic

Of this song, shit

Shout out Prophet ok

Could you tell me how far in the future do you see us?

You can make decision while my lips graze on your peach fuzz

Pull out the guitar and learn some new chords from Anita Baker

Baker got some acres out the window when you wake up

I’m a fish sign my b’day march and put its knee up

Bunch of yes sergeants ’till we barge in on them tea cups

But guarantee that I will get my stripes just like Adidas

Nah we don’t wear those its UNOs when we put feet up, yeah

You said, keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

You said, keep it short, this is peach fuzz

Contact, couple months, then we out

It’s nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

It’s nothing serious (I wanna be your man)

Yo, shout out Stones Throw man

Shout out Prophet

Summer feelings and shit

It’s nothing serious, just, you know