Odd Future - b**hes Brewing lyrics

[Hook] I got these b**hes brewin' f**in' up my gold pots [Verse 1] You like my songs, I like your tits But deep down, I don't really like you b**h You got a nice tongue and you wear a nice thong But b**h you dumb as f** to right from wrong (Left) You're on my bed, but Simon's red Now Simon says get the f** out my life Cause you're not my wife, b**h you're a stand for this night And you could be a stab for this knife I'm seventeen, you're twenty-six You're a divorced s*ut and you can't s** dick You dropped outta college, you can't pay sh** But I'm broke as f** too b**h, we on the same boat Where's my inhaler? I think I'm gonna puke Cause I can't believe I lost my virginity to you Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too But I guess I'm just gonna make this fish stew because [Hook] [Verse 2] b**h shake your a**, shake it until the wet sweat Crawls right down the crack of your a** Booty meets snack, back that a** up Until you come back up and lick my sack up I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and skaters I do sound like Darth Vader But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' your muffin I think you and your friends Should come with me to get your salad tossed Cause when I make this stew In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because [Hook] [Outro] I got these b**hes brewin' inside of my gold pots And there's wet p**y on my face shake that a** And don't make vibrations stop