now i can see through the games that you play and why the games you play them with me i don't understand if you love someone ??? such agony another time
When I was young I got married 'cause we needed a pram We were so young So foolish, just bread and no jam Since then I notice prams Everywhere I seem
THE KID'S LAST FIGHT WRITER BOB MERRILL It was Tiger Wilson versus Kid McCoy In the summer of `ninety-three Now the Kid was everybody's pride and joy
Angel There's no sense calling out your name Look at (?) to be near Somewhere It's something but it's not the same (?) fears So you say you're the angel
[Chorus] I ain't gonna be around for ever, so fuck it all, Seein all this pussy, Ima fuck it all Fly around the world, eatin good, drinkin alcohol, You
Light-skinned girls, you can put it in my video Dark-skinned girls, you can put in my video Thick girls, you can put it in my video Thin girls, you can
[Verse 1] Niggas wanna have some, all I wants to have it all They wanted something different, nigga problem solved Drunk off the high life, death is when
Baby girl, you know what I want. Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Childish
I do not talk, I am just a rapper Sick boy I make moves like a chess piece And I move real quick like Nestle Let me make it clear for a second like Pepsi
We are really close and this party's really loud We should go outside and talk, better yet, let's take a cab We're kissing in the back, my apartment's
i do not talk, i am just a rapper this is childish gambino, yeah i got that swagger yeah a hater mad but it just don't matter these girls all know that
Okay whats up my nigga, word up to seven figures My swag is always capital, it live in north Virgina Bino on a hood beat, yain't know he had it in him
I be on that other shit, I'm harder than a consonant And that's because I'm flyer than the mother ship, you ostrich I'm awesome rich. Call a bitch. Fresher
[Verse 1] Alright, Gambino is the mastermind, Fuck a bitch to the pass the time, Mass appeal, Orane rind, Smoke your green, I'm spending mine, The beat
Childish Gambino, yes my voice is annoying So I don't talk, I let the streets talk for me Yeah these girls crazy, half got children Hate their ex-boyfriends
I do not talk, I am just a rapper Nigga, I'm the capper Rapper slash not actor Cause I could never act the part of being fakey You should really thank
Bitch, you know me If you don't like this shit I'm puttin' out, then you can blow These dollars in my pocket gettin' big, I gotta fold it It's Cheezy
Yes, I'm Mr. Big Stuff Yeah, my stuff big, man. Keep a girl's pussy bright red like a pig's tan. Four shots and watch me lean like a kick stand I really