Bitches Brewing Lyrics - The Odd Future Tape, Vol.1 - Odd Future

[Hook] 

I got these bitches brewin' 

Fuckin' up my gold pots 

[Verse 1] 

You like my songs, I like your tits 

But deep down, I don't really like you bitch 

You got a nice tongue and you wear a nice thong 

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong 

(Left) You're on my bed, but Simon's red 

Now Simon says get the fuck out my life 

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night 

And you could be a stab for this knife 

I'm seventeen, you're twenty-six 

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick 

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit 

But I'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat 

Where's my inhaler? I think I'm gonna puke 

Cause I can't believe I lost my virginity to you 

Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too 

But I guess I'm just gonna make this fish stew because 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2] 

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat 

Crawls right down the crack of your ass 

Booty meets snack, back that ass up 

Until you come back up and lick my sack up 

I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and skaters 

I do sound like Darth Vader 

But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' your muffin 

I think you and your friends 

Should come with me to get your salad tossed 

Cause when I make this stew 

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because 

[Hook] 

[Outro] 

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots 

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass 

And don't make vibrations stop