Childish Gambino Ft. Prodigy – Body

Letra de Body de Childish Gambino y Prodigy

Street nig*as, hood rats, ladies and gentlemen
Childish Gambino greater than sign everyone
Apples to oranges, Jay Leno to Letterman
Got a cool whip and my girl ass gelatin
“Fake nig*as back in style” no never that
If I’m wrong, see you in hell with hella cash
God dammit we the boys with the illest rain
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Royalty forever and the rest is just a silly game
Still learnin’ how to work your girlfriend’s genitals
Still buyin’ sweaters off of 30 Rock residuals
Money change everything, these bit*hes always down to ride
Especially if you keep they nose gentrified
Money off of curse words, I hope my mama’s proud of me
Man, I’ve done it all, so I guess we both prodigies
From PJs to PJs, that’s projects to privates
Now you understand my fuck*n’ mindset, let ‘em know
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I know you want my, my body on that
My rap music’s dead and gone, pulled me in the dirt
I bust your little bubble, shatter your dreams
And push you over in my bottomless pit of sixteen’s
Alchemist rapper transform on your shape-shift
Cause if it never dawned on you, I’m a snake bit*h
The great serpent is tatted on my fist
On the pyramid
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This is meditated murder, my
He escaped out the belly like it’s been a long time, son
Surprise son, I’m back before you, you owe me
We made a blood pact when you stole my style
Nig*a straight bit my swag
But I’m a demon, I get even when I take mine’s back
I’m a god in the flesh, all this power I possess
I crush you little pussies like sex, who’s next?
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I’m sittin’ on a bunch of green faces
So my wallet is an alien invasion
Or a spaceship, my crew’s the illest
So we all real monsters, Nicktoons Ickis
That line’s the stupidest, but it be lucrative
I’m sellin’ out these venues, nig*as gotta get used to it
Now fuck*n’ with the realest that you ever had
And P my motherfuck*n’ Nig*a so I call him dad
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Yeah I’m a motherfu*ker too, birthed a lot of sons
Get a lot of money, spent it on a lot of guns
I’m trying to change, I don’t want to
Clean me up, but you can’t change what’s in my head
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Kill ‘em Glen Levy, Don P said it
My flow go to earth, we the ill pandemic
We smoke the whole barn up, bit*h I’m on my high horse
You don’t watch Community? Girl, what is you lyin’ for?
Bit*h, I got immunity
Out here in the jungle of concrete
Where I hustle gettin’ all these rhymes off
Hoes wanna jump, but I don’t want your little dyke
I’m too preoccupied with this good life
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I want a hood life, cash and clothes
Fast as hoes, then get ghosts like Casper though
Smash ‘em though, they don’t know what hit ‘em
Childish Gambino, show a Nig*a that you with him say ayo.
Letra / Lyrics

Redactada por: Kelly