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[00:00.21]SWEET (Explicit) - Brockhampton
[00:01.85]Matt Champion:
[00:03.18]Stripped down to my skin and my bones
[00:05.80]I love huskies but I feel like a wolf howw
[00:08.56]In a pack but I feel all alone
[00:10.36]I'm scatterbrained man better offer the clone
[00:12.96]In Tejas apartments with racists doin' weird sh*t
[00:16.33]Like this'll make the biopic
[00:18.80]Rile 'em up hit Zaxby's get the wing and tings
[00:21.17]Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling
[00:24.18]Whatchu mean it ain't working what
[00:26.71]Whatchu mean you ain't finding yourself oh I am I'm trying
[00:29.54]Whatchu mean you ain't got no cash I got a little bit
[00:32.18]Whatchu mean whatchu mean
[00:34.52]Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick
[00:37.14]Shouldn't your mama be done paying the house off I guess
[00:39.74]Shouldn't you have a real big a** ego no
[00:42.26]Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls
[00:44.50]Kevin Abstract:
[00:44.88]Twistin' me up like licorice
[00:47.20]Think I need someone who can handle it
[00:49.83]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[00:52.29]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[00:55.09]Twistin' me up like licorice
[00:57.67]Think I need someone who can handle it
[01:00.26]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[01:02.74]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[01:05.01]Dom mclennon:
[01:05.35]The original lick-splickety higher than Yosemite
[01:07.98]Breaking the mold mentally master with no limiting
[01:10.62]Making 'em say ugh they worshipping our force viciously
[01:13.05]Watching the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
[01:15.78]Often they say I'm off it I offer my crossed empathy
[01:18.44]They forgot what we on I'll remind 'em with hostility
[01:21.45]Hot-diggity d**n everyone running scams
[01:24.13]Gotta cover your clams and take another glance
[01:26.62]Running a clinic no scans ain't no one claimin' yo mans
[01:29.15]It's all pertaining to plan call me the architect
[01:31.97]Lap you in a UFO I haven't started yet
[01:34.48]Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at
[01:36.80]Moses with the pen each line an ocean I can part it at
[01:40.23]But that's too deep
[01:44.97]Merlyn Wood:
[01:47.58]Don't call me stupid that ain't the way my name pronounced
[01:52.77]Don't call me Cupid I got too many h*es right now
[01:57.99]Poolside in Houston tryna see if Beyoncé'll take me for adoption
[02:03.22]Broke a** rich suburbs a civilian shot in 3rd Ward we just by the fountain
[02:08.46]This is Merlyn Wood man everywhere I go is the Woodlands
[02:14.18]I need a honeybutter vodka in a Sprite can
[02:19.35]When I'm in the Whataburger all the kids know who I am
[02:24.62]I need a honeybutter puttin' lean in my Sprite can
[02:28.84]Kevin Abstract:
[02:29.17]Twistin' me up like licorice
[02:31.57]Think I need someone who can handle it
[02:34.19]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[02:36.75]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[02:39.43]Twistin' me up like licorice
[02:42.03]Think I need someone who can handle it
[02:44.65]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[02:47.19]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[02:49.66]Ameer Vann:
[02:50.07]I got a record but I'm clean as they come
[02:52.69]I'm Godzilla when they see me they run
[02:55.26]On 37th used to run from the bloods
[02:57.97]The undercovers gotta duck when they come
[03:00.52]I moved out and in a couple of months
[03:03.03]I'm be a pop star they call me a thug
[03:05.51]I used to write raps on the back of the bus
[03:08.18]Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears
[03:10.26]Joba:
[03:10.44]It's funny how things can change
[03:12.99]Three hundred dollars to my name left to Hollywood
[03:15.85]I was living off Ramen and change
[03:18.26]Five hundred dollars on these dinners never have to pay
[03:21.38]Growing up my teachers told me
[03:23.04]You better get them grades up if you wanna finish high school
[03:26.23]And after high school you better get a degree
[03:28.65]'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world you could live in the street
[03:31.80]Flashback I had my Walkman in the minivan
[03:34.62]Listening to NSYNC saw my name on the CD
[03:37.45]Bleach blond tips wanted to be JT
[03:39.69]Wanted to do big things had to fulfill a dream
[03:42.37]One might say I was doomed from the get-go
[03:44.91]But those same people assume 'cause they'll never know
[03:47.60]What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone
[03:50.03]I am one with the ebb and flow that's all I know
[03:52.27]Kevin Abstract:
[03:52.58]Twistin' me up like licorice
[03:54.95]Think I need someone who can handle it
[03:57.66]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[04:00.13]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[04:02.83]Twistin' me out like licorice
[04:05.49]Think I need someone who can handle it
[04:08.08]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[04:10.63]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[04:13.37]Twistin' me up like licorice
[04:15.93]Think I need someone who can handle it
[04:18.53]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[04:21.02]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
[04:23.71]Twistin' me out like licorice
[04:26.36]Think I need someone who can handle it
[04:28.95]Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
[04:31.48]I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t

文本歌词


SWEET (Explicit) - Brockhampton
Matt Champion:
Stripped down to my skin and my bones
I love huskies but I feel like a wolf howw
In a pack but I feel all alone
I'm scatterbrained man better offer the clone
In Tejas apartments with racists doin' weird sh*t
Like this'll make the biopic
Rile 'em up hit Zaxby's get the wing and tings
Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling
Whatchu mean it ain't working what
Whatchu mean you ain't finding yourself oh I am I'm trying
Whatchu mean you ain't got no cash I got a little bit
Whatchu mean whatchu mean
Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick
Shouldn't your mama be done paying the house off I guess
Shouldn't you have a real big a** ego no
Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls
Kevin Abstract:
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Dom mclennon:
The original lick-splickety higher than Yosemite
Breaking the mold mentally master with no limiting
Making 'em say ugh they worshipping our force viciously
Watching the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
Often they say I'm off it I offer my crossed empathy
They forgot what we on I'll remind 'em with hostility
Hot-diggity d**n everyone running scams
Gotta cover your clams and take another glance
Running a clinic no scans ain't no one claimin' yo mans
It's all pertaining to plan call me the architect
Lap you in a UFO I haven't started yet
Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at
Moses with the pen each line an ocean I can part it at
But that's too deep
Merlyn Wood:
Don't call me stupid that ain't the way my name pronounced
Don't call me Cupid I got too many h*es right now
Poolside in Houston tryna see if Beyoncé'll take me for adoption
Broke a** rich suburbs a civilian shot in 3rd Ward we just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood man everywhere I go is the Woodlands
I need a honeybutter vodka in a Sprite can
When I'm in the Whataburger all the kids know who I am
I need a honeybutter puttin' lean in my Sprite can
Kevin Abstract:
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Ameer Vann:
I got a record but I'm clean as they come
I'm Godzilla when they see me they run
On 37th used to run from the bloods
The undercovers gotta duck when they come
I moved out and in a couple of months
I'm be a pop star they call me a thug
I used to write raps on the back of the bus
Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears
Joba:
It's funny how things can change
Three hundred dollars to my name left to Hollywood
I was living off Ramen and change
Five hundred dollars on these dinners never have to pay
Growing up my teachers told me
You better get them grades up if you wanna finish high school
And after high school you better get a degree
'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world you could live in the street
Flashback I had my Walkman in the minivan
Listening to NSYNC saw my name on the CD
Bleach blond tips wanted to be JT
Wanted to do big things had to fulfill a dream
One might say I was doomed from the get-go
But those same people assume 'cause they'll never know
What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone
I am one with the ebb and flow that's all I know
Kevin Abstract:
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Twistin' me out like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t
Twistin' me out like licorice
Think I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna give me sh*t

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