Childish Gambino The Crawl Lyrics
The Crawl by Childish Gambino
Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone
Who am I? Rec League, I ain't paid to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah. I murder some, I murder one Explain it all, Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah what you saying to it? Old money look no money don't do it Nigga coming round in they lane like a Huey And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty (At her Boooty) What's the rationale? They wanna smoke a niggas but they Black & Mild So we acting out Ok cool
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Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue faced on a Tuesday (Can I have some?) #NiggasBeLike Put a plus eighteen on that e-vite And I said what I felt, no re-write Nah nah, they can't hold me June/July, drop something I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers I scorch winters, I burn autumns Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne Elle Varner got a crush on him I gotta wait in line for that Ain't nobody got time for that Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that Too true like 2 Chainz Blue blood he both gangs
Photos Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone
Who am I? Rec League, I ain't paid to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah. I murder some, I murder one Explain it all, Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah what you saying to it? Old money look no money don't do it Nigga coming round in they lane like a Huey And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty (At her Boooty) What's the rationale? They wanna smoke a niggas but they Black & Mild So we acting out Ok cool
Related 26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone
Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue faced on a Tuesday (Can I have some?) #NiggasBeLike Put a plus eighteen on that e-vite And I said what I felt, no re-write Nah nah, they can't hold me June/July, drop something I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers I scorch winters, I burn autumns Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne Elle Varner got a crush on him I gotta wait in line for that Ain't nobody got time for that Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that Too true like 2 Chainz Blue blood he both gangs
Photos Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone Where we were both kinda thing Betchya crawl, all alone