Stapleton - Lyrics - Earl Sweatshirt
Thebe Neruda Kgositsile , better known by his stage name Earl Sweatshirt, is an American rapper and member of the Los Angeles-based hip hop collective Odd Future. He is signed to Columbia Records, as well as his own label, Tan Cressida. Earl gained recognition and critical praise for his debut mixtape, Earl. Following its release, he was sent to a boarding school in Samoa by his mother until his eighteenth birthday. On August 20, 2013, he released his debut studio album, Doris.
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It's Earl, Mr. Early Bird, gets them girls with curvy curves
Skate Mental, truck smack a *** in his Shirley Temple
Your rhymes rentals, give 'em back to they owners
At the end of the bar, I spit with the permanents
Learn I'm a curb stomping person
Like third strike verdict dropping jaw dropping verses
This bigger lips in person, *** spits some burn so earn the ***
Furnish the flow until my pockets green, Kermit's ***
The Miss Piggies with a string in they ***
I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass
So if you thinking about this then stop thinking it fast
Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass, ho
The Miss Piggies with a string in they ***
I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass
So if you thinking about this then stop thinking it fast
Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass, ***
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
Wait, where you going, what you doing tonight?
Just want to know what you doing, come back
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
Where you going, what you doing tonight?
Stop running, where you going, what you doing?
It's Earl, Mr. Lateshift, *** in training
Who edge about as straight as some clay closet gay ***
Ray say hey Earl's a real charming racist
Your birthday day, have some KK cake ***
Habit have it, grab it fast and attack it, ***
I'm above average like I'm rapping in the attic, yeah
I'm crouched in the basement shouting "Couch" is the greatest hit
Dirty as a *** is, fans stand in rain for this
They even stand in sleet season until they *** feet bleeding
Hail and *** snow, in hell with *** coats
Probably wear more layers, there's only one Sweatshirt
He make them bow down until they mothafucking necks hurt
Fans probably stand in sleet season until they *** feet bleeding
Hail and *** snow, in hell with *** coats
Probably wear more layers, there's only one Sweatshirt
He make them bow down 'til they mothafucking necks hurt
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
Wait, where you going, what you doing tonight?
Just want to know what you doing, come back (Please)
Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine
Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains
Where you going, what you doing tonight?
Stop running, where you going, what you doing?
Mr. Deerskin Moccasins is on the *** stalk again
Following and stalking all them larchmont soccer chicks
Chopping limbs, gnawing legs, through they ***' stockings
Him his grandfather sweatshirt, clockin' all them cardigans
Product of popped rubbers and pops that did not love us
So when I leave home keep my heart on the top cupboard
So I will not stutter when I'm shoutin' *** you, son
Wolf Gang 'bout it, we ain't waitin' 'til the moon come
Woo son, the moonshine got me feelin' loose
As the *** of a *** who's used to abuse
My screw's pretty loose mind *** like the hair-doos
Of doo-doo mamas, dude I will bear jew you
You unripe fruit dudes is crews to chew through
My *** wash 'em down with a fat carton of yoo-hoo
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All *** 'em all
No lube, it's the crew to get use to, ***
