Hodgy Beats - Slow It Down lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator] Ace, The Creator Hodgy Beats OF (Drop it) [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] We come through throbbing like thunder storms Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs With the exclusive on the channel, b**h I know it's on n***as get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms s** a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons Hodgy Beats is like lip balm If you talk sh**, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms I got nice hands, n***as eat out my big palms Haters must be starving nowadays I make California Vietnam And I'm going to embalm my creativity Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this sh** I'm on [Hook] Turn it up, where's the ba**? Bring the keys, yeah Turn it up, where's the ba**? Bring the keys, oh my God Turn it up n***a, where's the ba**? Could you bring the keys? Yeah Turn it up, n***a where's the ba**? Drop the drums [Verse 2] Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla You n***as all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda But I ate the whole plate like a fat b**h dinner I'm never the winner, always the loser I don't choose to win, but I will choose her Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna I never use a fork I always spoon her Go nuts, instrumental flow much European model white b**h is eating donuts f** you f*ggots, I'm with a fat b**h Making sh** come like I'm go-go gadget I'm mental, it's instrumental Make your b**hes' therapist ask for dental records And I hope this record have you stabbing n***as with colored pencils [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers I've got m**ms calling on Jesus I f**ed Kelly, where is Regis? Found Alicia, now she keyless Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless Murdered every bod from my squad So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious