Childish Gambino, yeah, I got that swagger
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Yeah, I hate her mad but it just don't matter
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These girls all know that I got that cheddar
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But it on a sandwich and eat it off a platter
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My mouth vacationin', chillin' on her lawn
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It's amazing how I'm off but I'm on
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Lame niggas try to make a move like pawn
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I'm the one and only Bambino fawn
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Give me that track, man, leave it to professionals
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I am just a rapper, man, talk like a vegetable
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Don't be surprised, my face don't change
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A nigga make waves like a baseball game
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I'm a do me so hard I'll get pregnant
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Will I have another me? Nigga, trick question
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There's only one of me like the G in this sentence
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G for Gambino, wear a crown like dentures
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Thanks to the fans, love ya like family
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No I don't remember when my mouth lost it's sanity
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Nerdy girls, hipster, Frye boots, hoodie
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Make me wanna fuck the whole word in a good way
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And if I can't say he is so handsome
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Get like me, that's the sick boy anthem
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I am just a rapper, so I'm not speakin'
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And I won't stop like a vampire's weekend
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Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick...
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(Is hip-hop hereditary? I don't know
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Oh, the boys move fast, you should take it slow
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Well, we all need someone to tell us when to go
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A beat-box imaginary in the show
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All your shell-toes lined up in a row
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All your favorite breaks, your favorite ELO)
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For The Fans (Warm Heart Of Africa)
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| Childish Gambino |
