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Artist: Tyler, the Creator f/ Estelle
Album:  Flower Boy
Song:   Garden Shed
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator]
Do-do, do-do
Gimme a second 
Turn me up some
Uh.. let it go

[Chorus: Estelle]
Don't kill a rose before it could bloom
Fly baby, fly, out the cocoon

[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator]
You don't have to hide
I can smell it in your eyes
That there's something more, to say baby
Them words... damn
You, you run me back? 
Yeah

[Estelle] + {Tyler, the Creator}
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words (find the words, find the words)
To say (find the words to say)
Find the words (yeeeeeah)
To say (find the words)
Find the woooords...
{In the garden} Sheeeeed
{Go}

[Chorus]

{*distortion + instrumental plays on for 30 seconds*}

[Tyler, the Creator]
Aiyyo
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed for the garden
That is where I was hidin', that is what love I was in
Ain't no reason to pretend, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
Garden shed for the garcons, them feelings that I was guardin'
Heavy on my mind, all my friends lost, they couldn't read the signs
I didn't wanna talk, and tell 'em my location and they ain't wanna walk
Truth is, since a youth kid, thought it was a phase
Thought it'd be like the phrase, poof, gone, but it, still, goin', on
Big fan of the pale tan, polka dot nose, how it goes
Had to keep it on the subwoofer
A couple butterflies wanna float, but I was always like "Ehh"
Barely interested but bagged just to brag to my boys like "Bruh"
This is crucial subject matter, sensitive like cookin' batter
'Til the temperature that's risin', steppin' on that ladder
Tryna, grab the rings of Saturn, I'ma, "plan it"/planet by the time you hear this
Chitter chatter, 'bout to heat it, it will not fuckin' matter