Hello Ladies

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator] Yeah How you doing today? Yeah Yeah Ace the Creator, man Look Casey Veggies Odd Future, look Look [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] Hello, the hype is so mellow Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it My accessorize accessories bring out my assets Nigga they sound on acid, tablets Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses I suffer from ADHD I should win a fucking award for being me Beat banging the tom-toms My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off Step two: run to your radio, turn this shit off Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts Ace, the Creator, man Casey Veggies, yo Odd Future, nigga Get used to it Hey, I’m gonna slow it down real quick for you [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at? The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme [Verse 3: brandUn DeShay] Yeah We gotta speed it up, cuz we tryna to get to the mall Trevor Ben in on the boards, brandUn DeShay Right here for y’all It’s what I do, don’t get it misconstrued One half of ArKade Step your game up, weight up It’s the mixtape extraordinaire Hip hop went M.I.A., I only sort of cared But thanks to me and the cool kids and Casey V And plus A-C-E The Creator Y’all niggas is playing yourself, masturbators If you could, you’d hate on yourself, master haters Hello ladies, the Val Venis with no towel Y'all always come with chicken like Kung Pao I'm always off the top like Kung Lao I had to let it bang like gun pow-der Or Kid Sister Y'all really gonna miss him when I'm gone If I ever exit I feel like I come with bien dick (benedict) Like eggs and I'm Arnold, you traitors, y'all haters You're so flagrant with your foul behavior Dr. DeShay, you can dial the pager The irony is I'm so sick I need cough syrup If y'all ain't catch it, just rewind like a ERRUP I am the purest since blue magic I am legend and I do classics And I do problems, mathematician cause I do solve them Okay, you’re a goon, but what’s a goon to a goblin? Okay, what’s a goblin to a monster? Okay, what’s a monster to a beast? A monster-beast And that’s me because I make monster beats I do a show and left your block looking like Contra streets [Verse 4: Casey Veggies] Oh, turn the volume up You still talking that Mass & volume stuff It ain't a test to me Y'all niggas ain't even heard the best of me Got you going like ecstasy Uh, yeah It's Case-eezy and it ain't easy being me-eezy I mess with the Yeezy and the Jeezy And oh yeah, the Weezy Left me right where, where you leave me I got it all, it's no need to tease me I'm coming in the game, you niggas ain't even see me Told you my lines and you didn't even believe me And I'm a book come and read me I'm blood, come bleed me Slip straight to 90's, get off of my sleezy Yeah, because the haters always acting up And I'm attacking ya, never back it up [Verse 5: Casey Veggies] First song get oh boy'd Now all the girls like "Oh boy, oh boy" And I don't wanna hear that weak shit no more And I'm coming to a store near you Nigga why would I fear you? You can't tell me nothing, I didn't hear you I'm riding from night til the next day Maybe balling spent 50 on the coat sway, no way (Yo, because) [Verse 6: Casey Veggies] It's only one way up so I ain't going down They around know I'm around when I come around Yung Joc because it's going down From [?] and first to Supreme All these niggas know the kid stay clean Custom, why you think my momma named me Casey? So I can change into it Rap with me, I was [?] into it I'ma get signed cause Ye can do it The moment I put the pen to the paper I'ma keep moving, going through and through it [?] 3,000 [?] Now Casey playing chess with Monopoly Ain't no nigga stopping he [?] kid, nigga what you supposed to be Bubbly flows and that I'm toastin' he [?] in the ground, yeah I'm growin' [?] On my mind yeah, I flow when I sleep And I keep going until I hear that beat beep [?] just creep creep Whenever I take nothing, fake niggas always tryna take something Yeah, I'ma lay low, my time will come Keep writing til my hands is numb Vegas trips [?] fun Why compete when it's already won Call me daddy nigga, you are my son Shoot for the stars, she is my gun She's so bomb, I call her a bad one See Casey Gucci killer figure [?] SBs and Nike Maxes… [Verse 7: MF DOOM] There's only one beer left Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf Tempt me, do a number on the label Eat up all they MC's and drink 'em under the table Like, "It's on me. Put it on my tab kid." However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it You're leaving on your face, forfeit I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it Told him tell her they stole it - he told her he lost it She told him, "Get off it," and a bunch of other more shit Getting money, DT's be getting no new leads It's like he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds It's the weed, give me some of what he's drooping off Soon as he wake up, choking like it was whooping cough They group been soft First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road She asked him autograph her derriere, read “To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd Love, Villain.” Take pride in code words Crooked eye mold nerd geek, with a cold heart Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart Study how to eat to die, by the pizza guy No he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer's eye And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel They call the super when they need their back... uhh... plumbing fixed "How there only one left? The pack comes in six! Whatever happened to two and three?" A herb tried to slide with four and five and got caught Like, "What you doing G? Don't make me have to get cutting like truancy Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me!" Looser than a pair of Adidas I hope you brought your spare tweeters MC's sound like cheerleaders Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin DOOM came do his thing again, no matter who be blingin' He do it for the smelly hubbies Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Tellie Tubbies Few can do it, even fewer can sell it Take it from the dude who wears mask like a 'tarded helmet He plots shows like robberies In and out, one, two, three, no bodies, please Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt The mic is the shotty: nobody move, nobody get hurt Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war He came in the door, and "Everybody on the floor!" A whole string of jobs, like we on tour Every night on the score, coming to your corner store [Outro] There, it is done. Now that the representative from South Africa has been mind programmed, all of the world's leaders on earth are under my control. And when they meet tomorrow in special session, I, DOOM, shall be voted master of the world. My plan is foolproof, but just in case…