| Where we were kinda thing
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| Bet she crawl, all alone
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| Where we were kinda thing
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| Bet she crawl, all alone
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| Where we were kinda thing
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| Bet she crawl, all alone
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| Where we were kinda thing
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| Bet she crawl, all alone
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| Who am I?
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| Rec League, I ain’t paying to ball
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| Y’all B-string like a broke guitar
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| And I still put it down like the family dog
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| Yeah, I murder some, I murder one
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| Explain it all, Ferguson
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| We ain’t gotta sing the same old love song
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| Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on
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| Yeah, what you saying to it?
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| Old money look, no money don’t do it
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| Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey
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| And I’m only looking back if I’m looking at her booty
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| (At her boooty) What’s the rationale?
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| They wanna smoke niggas when they Black &Mild
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| So we acting out (Okay, cool)
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| (Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I’m blue-faced on a Tuesday)
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| Can I have some? |
| #NiggasBeLike
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| Put a +18 on a e-vite
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| And I said what I felt, no re-write
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| Nah nah, they can’t hold me
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| June/July, drop something
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| I double dare you, I’m Marc Summers
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| I scorch winters, I burn autumns
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| Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne
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| Elle Varner, got a crush on her
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| I gotta wait in line for that
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| Ain’t nobody got time for that
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| Ain’t nobody gotta rhyme with that
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| Too true like it’s 2 Chainz
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| Blue blood like he both gangs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I. Crawl , by - Childish Gambino. Song from the album Because the Internet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп