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    Childish Gambino

    12.38 Lyrics

    [Childish Gambino:]


    Someone made a mess in my account (Someone sound like me, yes)

    Someone bought a Patek in a panic (Yes, yes)

    Forty Bentley addict, I go manic (Oh no)

    Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh

    I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, baby

    I'm gon' make you dreams come, baby

    Ayy, you the one who talkin' all that trash (You the one who talkin' all that trash)

    Forty-five, I'll twenty-eight that ass (Ooh)

    You can set the snow on fire (Yeah, ooh)

    You smell like a peach papaya

    She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"

    I'm like, "Aight" (Aight)

    "Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (No)

    "This better not be no molly"

    She just laughed and closed the door

    Dark chocolate, sea salt

    I took a bite

    She said, "We gon' have a special night"

    I said, "Who you telling, girl? I know that"

    Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back (Ooh, yeah)

    Girl, I see your (Shadow move)

    Ooh, you're so divine (Yes, you are)

    And them panties came off (Ooh, yes they did)

    I'ma give you some privacy (Uh)

    Pictures with your stepsisters (Hmm)

    N. K. Jemisin with you, uh

    Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks

    Then I turned to a dirty look, uh (Meow)

    Ayy, why your cat lookin' at me sideways?

    "Sing to her"

    I said, "Nah, I'll put on the radio though"

    (I might let you go)

    Lay back on my back (Uh), vibrate

    My ex on some BS

    She walked out the closet

    Girl, never write a check I can't deposit

    She said, "Boy, stop, let's go walkin'" (Let's go walkin')

    "You wanna be outside for this"

    We just talkin'

    Dogpark looking like a Trader Joe's (Roof, roof)

    Pepper Young, mmh, thought you hated those

    Other girls, uh, let they shady show

    Every time we walk around

    They say, "How she gonna hold him down?" No

    They don't know what they missing

    Most these niggas wanna run around with these scissors (Yeah)

    I prefer to just stroll the park with this shotgun

    Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets (All in my pockets)

    I was going hard (By the magic hour)

    We were holdin' hands, tried to make me understand (Yeah)

    Make girls fall in love, that's my (Magic power), yes

    Everybody's jealous I won't ease it with these colors

    Ooh, I wanna see it in the moonlight

    Yellow, red, orange robe, askin' for donation (oh)

    I'm not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation (I am not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation)


    Goddamn, man, this girl goin' crazy on my Motorola

    She said, "Let me answer it" (Let me answer)

    Then she'll know it's over (Ooh)

    Girl, you cancerous, you gon' ruin my life

    Let me get this paperweight, then come be my wife

    She just laughed and touched my face (What you mean?)

    You don't understand what this is (Oh wait, wait, wait, wait)

    I ain't lookin' for another lifetime

    Let's just stay here and enjoy the great design

    Had the iceberg tucked in my waist (Bling)

    Fuck an omelet, you can eat off my face (No)

    I just thought that we were vibin'

    You don't love her, then you lyin'

    Come and go and you get tulips

    Put a finger to my two lips (It's okay)

    Ooh, you got it bad, just remember what we had

    You can set the snow on fire

    The reason that your suffer is desire (Huh)

    The reason that I'm moving with this ooh-wee

    I was lovin' life, I got too deep (I was too deep)

    Woke up in my room, she was long gone

    Toni singing me another sad song (Ooh)


    Oh, until we meet again

    [Kadhja Bonet:]

    This ain't special, tell me what you want

    This ain't special, baby, this is fun

    This ain't special, tell me what you want

    This ain't special, baby, this is fun

    [21 Savage:]

    Drop it off (21), let me see if your booty soft

    Gold mouth (Hold up, hold up), yes, I'm from the Dirty South

    Lights out (Straight up), summertime, I brought the ice out (21)

    Pipes out (On God), all my shooters came from Moscow

    Got a girl in Harvard, I talk proper when I call her (21)

    Baby, I'm a baller, ain't no way that I can rob ya (Straight up)

    She don't want no new friends, she just tryna buy her a new Benz (On God)

    I've been counting M's, me and Ben Franklin damn near kin (On God)

    Put my mind to it and I did it, them facts (21)

    Talkin' 'bout your brother to get some pussy, that's wack (Straight up)

    The police keep harassin' 'cause I'm rich and I'm black (Straight up)

    They mad 'cause I made myself a boss without crack (On God)

    I ain't trippin', boy, I'm Lamborghini whippin' (21, 21)

    Straight up out the trenches, money made me ign'ant (It did)

    I'm on a private jet eatin' Popeyes chicken (21)

    I be flexin' like I'm eatin' Popeye's spinach (21, 21, 21)


    Morning dew

    Percolating and still have a little time for Sunday, ooh (So baby, let's take it back to the crib)

    (Back to the, back, back to the)

    Baby, I might let you go

    Babe, baby, no matter what

    And like I switch the other side of me

    Baby got a whole lotta ride on me

    Babe, baby, let's take it back to crib

    Back, back to the crib

    Back, back to the, babe

    I might let you go

    Baby, baby, no matter what

    And I can, I can, I can, I can

    To the crib

    Back to the crib, back to the

    And no one seen them

    Baby, I, baby, baby, I