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h.a.m. sandwich (hot97 freestyle) - odd future lyrics

[intro]
let these n-ggas live, t

[verse 1: tyler, the creator]
b-tch -ss n-ggas don’t know me
new sandwich with bologna
i ain’t really y’all n-ggas friends, none of y’all mother f-cks is my homie
i bought a brand new tree
y’all n-ggas don’t know me
a, b, c, 1, 2, 3, ak-47 hit a n-gga in his t–th
he be talking lotta sh-t but ain’t wanna be handlin’ the mother f-ckin’ business that he need to
if a n-gga got a problem i’mma hit a n-gga in his f-cking back when i see you
fuji water, fuji water, i’mma go and p-ss on my daughter
you don’t believe me? i’mma maul her

[hook: earl sweatshirt]
real n-gga on the track, b-tch
come through with the sandwich
that’s bread, lettuce, cheese, mustard, bread, crumble

[verse 2: domo genesis]
you know the buick got the suicides
roll up on that buick, n-gga you gon’ die
you’ll never know who in-f-cking-side
i come through, commit a f-cking suicide
i got nine wives, nine lives, nine bags of chips, nine b-tches, we bout to go on a field trip

[interlude: earl]
you’re so excited for that field trip, admit it. we about to go on a field trip! how stoked are for that field trip?

[hook: earl sweatshirt]
sandwich, bread, lettuce, cheese, tomato, mustard, bread, crumble
sandwich, lettuce, cheese, tomato, ketchup, mustard, who you tryna f-ck wit?

[verse 3: tyler, the creator]
not me n-gga cause i got the heat n-gga
if you got a mother f-cking problem, n-gga i will lay the mother f-cking sh-t down
like lyrics on a beat n-gga, get yo -ss beat n-gga!
talk sh-t to me? i don’t like that!
i put a f-ckin’ bundle of f-cking bananas in my f-ckin’ -ss

[hook: earl sweatshirt]
sandwich, bread, lettuce, cheese, tomato, mustard, bread, crumble
sandwich, lettuce, cheese, tomato, ketchup, mustard, who you tryna f-ck wit?

[verse 4: tyler, the creator
my new b-tch got a new line-up
rolex with the time up
don’t believe i’m the best, n-gga?
playback, rewind-up!
i give no f-cks
do i give f-cks?
eyo, clancy! i give no f-cks!
these n-ggas got a problem on they hands
it might be me, it might be me

[outro singing thing: earl sweatshirt]
oh just wait y’all
ey, real n-gga for real
if you wanna be the one for me, you gon’ have to show me your mother f-ckin’ h-lla sk!lls
bro thats all me, forrilla
real n-gga in the spot, i might come through with the glock and k!ll ya
we gon’ see till the night over
what you lookin’ boy? burnin’

[verse 5: tyler, the creator]
call me wavy, the way that i’m cappin’ ya
all black guns like i’m going to war with africa
wolf gang, golf w-ng, trash w-ng

[hook: earl sweatshirt]
sandwich, bread, lettuce, cheese, tomato, mustard, bread, crumble
sandwich, lettuce, cheese, tomato, ketchup, mustard, who you tryna f-ck wit?

[verse 6: tyler, the creator]
p-ssy n-gga think he talkin’ sh-t to me on facebook and twitter?
call me mark mcgwire, i’mma hitter!
b-tches know i’m the bomb, i’m mustard, you can call me dijon

- odd future lyrics

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