Tyler, The Creator – Analog (feat. Hodgy Beats) lyrics

[Hook: Tyler]
I can grab the fireworks, and soda, all the cookies we can eat
Make you nauseous, but be cautious, this is not Dawson’s Creek
We could sneak away, fuck it, you can bring an eighth
I’m not gon’ smoke, but I’m just asking baby; сould you meet me by the lake? Said bring a towel, well baby meet me by the lake
Bathing suit, it’s going down, shit just meet me by the lake
We could count the shooting stars, well could you meet me by the lake? Said bring a towel, well baby meet me by the lake
Bathing suit, it’s going down, shit just meet me by the lake
We could count the shooting stars, well could you meet me by the lake? Summer never has to end with me
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
I’m give it to her, she wants that summer time
I’m give it like no other cause she knows I’m hers
Damn right she’s mine, we both know it
So when we separate everything fine, her phone ringin’ in her purse
Damn right it’s me, I’m her nigga, nigga
Come for mines in summer time, I’ma bust that trigger, nigga
Catch us Venice beachin’, she wanna go shopping
Sun down after club cause she like to get it popping
Sangria on my freedmind, cause she likes to get it popping
No ecstasy for her, but she wanna get it popping
Drop topping, I measure her pleasure
Then drop in, when she get out of place I quantinize
She is my concubine, I am her porcupine
I poke her face her throat for taste, give me head like I’m on her mind
I know her analyzation, so when she try to fake
Summer time in the boat of love, meet me by the lake
[Hook: Tyler]
I can grab the fireworks, and soda, all the cookies we could eat
Make you nauseous, but be cautious, this is not Dawson’s Creek
We could sneak away, fuck it, you could bring an eighth
I’m not gon’ smoke, but I’m just asking baby; сould you meet me by the lake? Summer never has to end with me
[Verse 2: Tyler]
I packed a couple sandwiches inside that basket
And brought some extra towels if anyone was asking
We should take a dip in that lake quick and then split
Then do something that’s beyond what we both can imagine
[Bridge: Tyler]
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset, grab a drink
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset, look in the sky
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset, we never have to leave
Watch the sunset (There goes the rainbow)
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset (We can stay here)
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset (All night long)
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset
Watch the sunset (There goes the rainbow)
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset (Look)
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset
Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset
Watch the sunset (Let’s go to sleep)
We’re here, all night, school is in session
Look, you know, the water’s pretty deep, let’s go to sleep

Tyler, The Creator – 2SEATER (feat. Aaron Shaw, Samantha Nelson & Austin Feinstein of Slow Hollows) lyrics

Girl: Can you roll my window up? Tyler: Why, damn! Tyler: The fuck you turn my music down for man? [Hook]
We can speed in my 2 seater
Girl I got a 2 seater
Speed in my 2 seater
In my 2 seater
[Verse 1]
I’m about to go real fast and it’s easy to stop
You see my shit isn’t stock
I used to piss in a pot and now I piss on the walls
Since I pissed off a cop a couple tickets I have copped
But I can pay for them all
And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
A 92 but 91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And If I crash [?] then I’ma follow with this
Like I’m tryna get stick or automatic you pick
Shit is static as shit, sure my shit is a M
Might get that X6 end don’t follow exit him
Might take back street hidden house
Got sports car like like heres the [?]
Two sapphires on your neck thats his precious gems
Now AMG it’s in boy I will eat him [?]
You angry you got that old shit with those deep rims
You got a warranty don’t care if you scratchin rims again
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Sit in my passenger seat
You tell me I got too much speed
And I should slow, I should slow down
But I can’t, cause you drive, you wow
[Bridge]
Girl I get a rush
When we’re speeding in my car
Sometimes it’s too much
Just to feel the wind in my heart
Girl I get a rush
When we’re speeding in my car
Sometimes it’s too much

[Verse 3]
I know some dudes that would find you
Can we move cause there’s shouting
The fuck if it’s you that’s a Honda
To fucking zoom out of Mazda
Golf Wang is bad for you like the food from McDonalds
Boy I’m a king and I ain’t lying boy hakuna matata
Better watch for them hyenas if they flex than it’s on
Cashing so many checks there calling him Tyler O-Comma
I’m tryna ball like I was Domo Okonma but oh nada
Probably [?] boy I’m just rhyming
They saying bow, suck my genitals
Album cover looking like the mask of the timberwolves
State park at Pemberton
Hoping that I ditched the cords and go pick up the pen again
Cause I kill the dark shit like I’m motherfucking Zimmerman
Turn around and lose pounds like I’m fucking Timbaland
And why pounds I mean (beep) give it till he cop brick like a [?]
And money coming out the blue
Like cops are changing fits or shit I’m killin’ it
[Verse 4]
Back left brain had the hightop fade
And we would go skate on them concrete waves
And now I switch gears to hear a cylinder pump
The beat dumb don’t get it twisted boy my balls in the trunk
[Skit]
Girl: Can you roll my window up? Girl: Cause it’s windy
Tyler: But I love it when your hair…
[Verse 5]
Blows, when it blows, when it blows
When your hair blows
Hanging out the sunroof
I love it when your hair blows
When it blows, when it blows, when it blows
Hanging out the sunroof
I love it when your hair blows
When it blows, when it blows, when your hair blows
Hanging out the sunroof
Listening to Mac DeMarco
Hanging out the roof window
Switch to third gear turbo
Skrting on these niggas
Skrting on these bitches
Listening to Mac DeMarco
Hanging out the roof window
Switch to third gear turbo
Skrting on these niggas
Skrting on these bitches
[Outro]
You can say you don’t want to take that drive
But you have it close
I know we’ll have a good time
You just gotta stop being scared
Just roll, it’s gonna roll clean, it’s all good

Sarah Swandell – Harbor Me: Psalm 69 lyrics

My heart is small for so much sorrow
My grief’s a river spilling its banks
Words get tossed into the tide
When I try to give you thanks
When the end is drawing near,
Will you draw near? Who will open doors today? When shame covers my face,
Do not hide your face
A stranger’s drifting, house to house
A boat without a place to dock
Wind is whistling low and dark
No one seems to hear his knock
His feet are tired from treading the streets
He’s looking for a place to stay
Will a house’s light bring welcome? When the world turns away,
I won’t turn you away (no, I will)
Harbor you
Keep you safe within
(I’ll) Harbor you
Let you in my heart again Harbor me
Keep me safe within
Harbor me
Bring me to your shore again
My feet are tired of treading water
But if I quit I’ll surely sink
How can I still feel so thirsty
When I have these tears to drink? Harbor me
Keep me safe within
Harbor me
Bring me to your shore again
Finally the wind dies down
Slowly all the waters recede
Feet are back on solid ground
Following where’er you lead
And soon the ocean feels like a mem’ry
The water sounds so far from here
Will I still recall your mercy
When my trials have disappeared? When the flood is rising up,
Will you rise up? Save me from waters roaring
My throat is sore from calling so loud
Winds are whipping waves around me
They will try to drown me out
My eyes are searching for a lighthouse
A place to anchor on the land
Feet can’t seem to fight this current
Will they find a place to stand?

Etta James – I’ve Been Loving You Too Long lyrics

I don’t wanna , I don’t wanna stop,
I don’t wanna stop now. Please, baby don’t make me. ~Outro~
I’ve been loving you too long
I don’t wanna stop now
Don’t make me, don’t make me stop now
I… Ive been loving you too long
Don’t make me, don’t make me stop now, baby I can’t, I cant stop now. I don’t wanna,
I don’t wanna stop now. I don’t want to stop now. ~Chorus~
I’ve been loving you,
Hey, a little too long. I love you X4
Ah. I’ve been loving you,
A little too long. ~Chorus~
I’ve been loving you, way too long. ~Bridge~
Oh. Please, don’t make me, don’t make me stop now. Don’t make me stop now. My love is growing stronger,
As you become a habit to me. You were tired,
And you want to be free. You were tired,
And your love is growing cold,
My love is growing stronger,
As our affair, our affair grows old. Don’t make me stop now. ~Verse 1~
I’ve been loving you,
Too long, to stop now. Don’t make me stop now. I don’t want to stop now. ~Verse 2~
With you my life,
Has been so wonderful. Don’t make me stop now.

Tyler, The Creator – OKRA lyrics

Golf be the set, no more OF
Like Ron Artest, bitch, we aim for your neck
Give a fuck about you or your respect
Yeah, that way, fuck your accolades
But I made the cut like I pack a blade
You could call me brush, I’ve been makin’ waves
Since Ashley Banks’ cousin had a fade
But that’s ’92, I’m ’91
Watts Riot in my blood, nigga what’s up
And that pussy pink like the drink in my cup
Lemonade, yeah it’s Minute Maid
I been gettin’ paid, pockets gainin’ weight
Your bank statements on Mary Kate, but that’s up to you
[Chorus]
Man, now they go
(I ain’t fuckin’ with none of these niggas, man)
I cut off some friends, where they go? (Did this shit in one take, ayo)
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
(Ayy, we got that fire shit nigga)
Fuck these niggas man (run it)
[Verse 1]
Check my bankroll, ayo, 400K for vehicle
Paintjob look like ashy ankles on Django, interior look mango
Shotgun grape, he look like mayo
Golden voice on payroll, neck all gold like Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
Keep them bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy niggas out the bayou
Pockets flooded, y’all be dilute
Watered down, I’m Big Mac
I’m quarter pound, you chicken nugget
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30,000 just for luggage
Financial advisor buggin’, Flower Boy is buzzin’
Grammy-nominated, tell yo’ cousin ain’t nobody fuckin’ with him
[Chorus]
Man, now they go
I cut off some friends, where they go? (Yeah, give these niggas information nigga)
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
(Now we never fuckin’ stop)
Fuck these (ayo) niggas man, that’s for sure (ayo)
[Verse 3]
Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me
Skin glowin’, clear of acne
Diamonds see-through, so holographic
Red Ones look like Aidan Mackey
Spent dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is that thing with tires
But I rode the bike and Vill tail behind me
And he got the Cannon like he bagged Mariah
(Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
Yeah, we straight but if you wrinkle up the situation he will go grab the iron
And he do what I says like Simon
(No violence)
And my bitch mixed like jambalaya
Man, fuck with the fam, we in Japan
Bitch you’re a bum, see you don’t understand
Yeah, I cut off some friends, “T where you been?”
Bitch I’m in Bel-Air, been lookin’ for land
Need a spot in the hills, not the beach, need a pool
Just to cool it, I do need the grass, not the sand
Got enough rocks, see, check my hand
And I got crack, watch how I talk
And it’s still Wolf Gang, bitch, watch how I bark
Wallace still trippin’ on shit that I bought
But I really do not care the cost ’cause okra
[Outro]
Man, now they go
I cut off some friends I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
Fuck these niggas man, that’s for sure
[Verse 2]
Uno the shoe, red with the blue
Look like a flag, what the fuck it do? [Intro]
Man, now they go (ayo)
I cut off some friends, where they go?