ฟังเพลงHer (Explicit)

Her (她) - Tyler, The Creator

It's this girl

She lives next door

To the store that I loiter at

We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy

And if we text I get pissed when I get no reply

It's this girl

I know that she's the key to love

She is who I'm thinking of

When I ain't beating richard up

The mental images her face looked

The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on facebook

This girl

Video chats are so exciting

Cause it's like she is inviting me

To her world full of privacy

I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me

She's gullible,

And I just wanna take it like a pirate

I see her in class

Not really two doors down, but any time that I pass

To take a piss in a stall,

I picture us in the hall

Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick

My left hand on her tits, aw my sh*t's getting hard

Some thoughts of dating this b**ch

It's this girl

Her name is my password

All my niggas got they b**ches and stuff

But all the b**ches, they f**k

I know these b**ches is sluts

But she's special,

I know to ya'll I come off as rough

But I'm the nicest to her,

And I just want to concur

A relation,

I want the cheesy dates at the movies

And stupid walks at the beach,

And sharin' straws in a cup

I never had that,

So when we holdin' hands walkin' home

I look past that,

The fact she's f**king guys that I hate

But this girl

Things are looking great, cut copy

Last time that we talked,

She said her relationship was rocky

Now that mr. faggot's gone,

Their's no one that can stop me

From bagging her,

I got these tickets to the roxies

Next day, metro's taking me home

I see her in a cut at wendy's,

But she's not alone

Who's that guy, wait,

Why the f**k he 'bout to kiss her?

Come to find out she got back with her ni**a

Damn

F**k

It's this girl

It's this girl

She's so pretty, f**k self pity, I feel so shitty

I wanna text her in a jealous rage,

But if she replied

Or say anything, I'mma smile, I know

What do I do with myself?

Sit in my room for some days

Play xbox with piles full of wet socks, f**k that

My ni**a asked ace, what happened to such and such?

I could slander her name, and then, tell em' I probably f**ked

Or I could tell em the truth

And say she didn't like me much

But instead I lie and say she moved to nebraska

It's this girl