Come On Lets Go song by Tyler, The Creator & Nigo from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Alternative R&B, Electro-Hop, R&B music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Come On Lets Go Meaning
| [[Intro: Tyler, The Creator] Yeah Brr (Ooh), brrr (Ooh-ah) Agh (Ooh, yeah), I’m downstairs Tsk (Ooh), fuck you mean? (Ooh-ah) Girl! (Ooh) [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Pharrell Williams] I told your ass be ready, agh You always got excuses and you know I be on top of things Punctual my proper name, on the dot is not your aim Although we in love, we are not the same (Uh) I hit you on that celly, agh You said you needed five, that was more than twelve ago Claim you got your hands tied, time stuck like Velcro Georgia Peach on each side like it’s ATL, ho (Yeah) You lackin’ (Ayy), you trippin’, you slackin’ (Ayy) Impatient-ly waitin’ (Yeah, ayy) Confused, like “What happened?” How you get a attitude ’cause I’m gettin’ mad? ‘Cause you wanna take twenty minutes and a half And on top of that, I gotta get gas Ahh, the freeway, picked up traffic What the fuck is you doin’? We gotta dip-dip-dip-dip-dip Cartier-er-er-er, watch go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick Waitin’ for that last minute for your goddamn hair Now stop playin’ games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs , [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator] Come on, girl, let’s go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on, girl, let’s go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ‘Cause you know the time that you wastin’, like time that you wastin’ Like time that you wastin’s on my dime Come on, girl, let’s go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on, girl, let’s go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ‘Cause you know the time that you wastin’, like time that you wastin’ Like time that you wastin’s on my dime [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] Took me twenty to get ready, yeah Shower, moisturizer’, and the fit I had on yesterday Uniform necessities, multiples of everything Now your neighbor wanna come and speak to me, like “Hey! How you doin’?” “I’m good” “I ain’t too bad” “Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha,” hit her with a few fake laughs (“I was at the grocery store, mane, how was [?]”) She talkin’ my ear off, it’s sympathy I lack I care about one thing: where the fuck you at? (Ayy) Anyway, gotta pay a little more If we late to the jet Gotta jet ’cause the boat leave at eight And we got supper on the upper deck and the orchestra Gon’ play that shit I scored (Woo), for LV Abloh projects (Yeah) You ain’t scared to change ’cause this ain’t comin’ out your pockets My Freudian slip, I’m rude lil’ bit, don’t be actin’ so appalled All y’all girls love this shit Put so much into tonight and you just don’t care Now stop playin’ games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs , [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator] Come on, girl, let’s go, come on, girl, let’s go (Go, go) Come on, girl, let’s go, come on, girl, let’s go (I’m comin’, I’m comin’, I’m comin’) ‘Cause you know the time that you wastin’ like, time that you wastin’ like Time that you wastin’s on my dime [Outro: Tyler, The Creator] Tsk, you’re always rushing me, relax! Chill, chill, alright? T-Tonight just don’t care, playin’ games, girl, bring your ass downstairs Why you trippin’? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I’m comin’ (Yeah, yeah) I’m finishin’ my makeup, can you just relax, like This takes a long time, like it’s not that serious (Where the fuck you at?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I think… I-I think I left something in the house] |
