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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Announcer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Producer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
She could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return
Her body count and who she fuck ain't never my concern
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house
Dogtooth, yuh, dogtooth, yuh
[Chorus]
She could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return
Except for some her time and all her love, that's my concern
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don't know my grandma name then we ain't really dogs, bitch
[Verse 1]
I shook your hand, I don't respect
Don't call me king, I'm not your twin
I'm not your brother, we just met
See, I won't purchase her no Birkin
Got hobbies, got purpose
Got thumpers, I'm perfect
Yeah, Kelly green wagon look better when the gloom out
Canary shine brighter in the dark, I brought the moon out
The plane fly better when it's just me and the pilot
Tuition for the mileage, it's worth it for the silence
[Verse 2]
There he go, he cast broads like radio
Shit, your lady knows, it's young T like baby clothes
And I got that fire
And I got good dick
Guap long, dick long
Plus I look good, bitch
[Chorus]
She could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return
Because if she get off then I get off, that's my concern
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don't know my grandma name then we ain't really dogs, bitch
[Verse 3]
That's a lot of mothafucking necklace
Five-six-seven is the figure for a set list
Ring, ring, ring, bitch, pick up the phone
I don't care if y'all together, I will tear down a home, shit
I shimmy through Paris in back of Phantom of the threads
The driver's seat of the Enzo could barely fit my legs
And Virgil my chaperone, he look out from overhead
Not sure what you overheard, but it's probably what I said
Bitch, I'm out here livin', y'all all on the feed (Yuck)
My girl look like Zazie Beetz and Kelis (Yuck)
I pull up in a, "What the fuck is that, dog?" (Yuck)
It's Mr. Peculiar, that's who I be, who I be
**** telling women how their bodies supposed to be, but
Never take advice from any **** with a lean gut
Keep yo' chair rocking and my two cents in yo' pocket
Your only option, I don't play no mothafucking games
[Chorus]
She could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return
And will I ever fall in love again? I can't confirm
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don't know my daughter name then we ain't really
Dogs
[Outro]
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Dogtooth
Written by: Tyler Okonma
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