Clementine Creevy - OKAGA, CA lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] Let's just run away from here (cause it's not, cause it's not) Working out on Earth, my dear (cause It's not, cause it's not) What you really want girl (ooh) My heart stops pumping blood, when I see you (I see you, when I see you) But try to play it cool because (I like you, I really like you) [Hook: Tyler, The Creator] Girl, you're so special To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] Let's move to California Right now (pack your bags, go pack your bags) I have wings on my back, so we don't (take the plane, have to take the plane) Girl, I know you ready, I can see it in your eyes (Boy, I know you're not, I can tell you're terrified) Oh, nobody has to know and if they did, they wouldn't care (When you rub my hands switching fifth gear) Forget about it baby, let's not waste our afternoon (forget about it baby) Cause we're gonna go fly to the moon (we're gonna go fly to the moon) Yeah, but anyway (Pack your bags, need you pack your bags) Leave your crew, bring your coat, cause it's cold ( leave your crew, bring your coat) [Hook: Tyler, The Creator] Girl, you're so special To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me To me, to me (ohh) [Verse 3: Alice Smith (Leon Ware)] (Don't you wanna go back) (Let's go, let's go) (Right now) I think I believe you (Let me show you how girl) It's nice that I need to The earth is so rough I'm not calling your bluff What, what, what (She would love that) I think I believe you Take me higher Let's make our way over To the Okaga cave Today (today) There we will stay, play it cool now X-Y-Z her Welcome me in Then we'll begin [Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator] s**in' on my ears,fingers rubbing through your hair Fastwind, slowwind, f** yeah, we behaving bad, uh Probably couldn't tell but I be blushing when you with me When you kiss me, swear to God, blood was rushing to my Jimmy, oh Laying on my trampoline, looking at the stars From my fake space fog machine Laying on my arm, it's dead From the pressure of your head I said I loved you, said it back Like it was scripted, but you meant it Like the flavor of that lemonade That we was sippin on our sushi-ridden dinner date Oh, you think you special now? Other b**hes trippin' now Cause we're fleeing to the moon f** Earth, man we sick of y'all Wings on my backs and we ain't gotta cop a ticket, nah, nah, nah [Coda: Leon Ware] Oh yeah Oh yeah, let's go to the moon! Oh yeah, let's go to the moon! Oh yeah (Let's go!) Oh yeah, let's go to the moon! Oh yeah, let's go to the moon! (Watch this) Let's go to the moon! Oh yeah (Favorite director) (Gonna be good) Come on, baby What you wanna do? (I'll be okay) (I really like you) [Outro: Alice Smith (Leon Ware)] Take me away f** what they say To another place Another day We in outer space We'll waste our days Sade, Sade, Sade (sade) Oh, right now ([?]) Yes! Let's go to the moon (Yes!) [?] (It's about to start)