Let’s Dance

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[Intro] Hey! What's your name? Oh, that's nice Me? I'm Wolf, you can call me Tyler though I'm eighteen, you from around here? Oh, you look like my next victim I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister Uh [Verse 1] While James is jamming on the mixer We can play Twister naked Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister That's another topic, we should start a project You could be the lab rat, I could be the doctor Let me drug you up and put different things in you But I'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out Now I can draw your face up pretty Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty Or I can get the hand held and hold held titty And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you Teenage parties, I recommend you Never get drunk with a nigga like us But I kinda like your company And you rubbin' on my dick, yeah, it comforts me Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, I brought one Herpes virus, yeah bitch, I fought one I don't want you to have my permit yet That I just haven't came up with a name yet I got some new shit, well technically, I got a new dick The other one fell off in a pulpit A gay coaches' white grease and Chris Stokes Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke Funny, right? Ha-ha, this shit's jokes I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote [Chorus] Hey, you right there In that pretty red dress, let's dance (Girl, let's dance) I said hey, you right there (Come over here) In that pretty red dress, girl, let's dance I said hey, you right there In that pretty red dress, girl, let's fuck (Rough) [Verse 2] Well, I have a gram cupcake mix Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him But I don't do the syrup, I just do the sniffles Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch I gotta riddle What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle? I'm tryna get your puss, your pimple is a push Away from the tush, I don't smoke kush I don't do drugs, I don't even club I don't drink beer, why the fuck am I here? The girls are really cute, but they're on X And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex And you might be next, you pass out on me Your mouth drool, throw you in my van, now it's carpool Let you rest your ass on my dick like a barstool Going deep like a scuba with the snorkel You never gonna forgive me, but you're so damn pretty I'mma drop you off home quickly You passed out, bitch you ain't even listenin' And leave your house empty, your neighbors didn't see me You're never gonna get me, your self respect were skimpy You was up thirty, now you're down fifty Abracadabra your memory I'm tricky You are what I rob so I guess your pussy empty Just like your home, bet you're eatin' some of them Oreos Over by the cabinet of Cheerios and the mint tea [Interlude] Yep, but I had fun, tonight [Chorus] Hey, you right there In that pretty red dress, let's dance (Girl, let's dance) I said hey, you right there (Come over here) In that pretty red dress, girl, let's dance (Let's fuck) I said— (Again) [Outro] I mean, let me know (You right there, uh) You gotta let me know (Do what you want to) James Pants (Do what you want to) The beautiful backdrop O.F
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- Tyler, The Creator