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Centipede(Instrumental version originally performed by Childish Gambino)歌词-Child

Centipede(Instrumental version originally performed by Childish Gambino)歌词由Childish Gambino演唱,出自专辑《Centipede (Karaoke)》,下面是《Centipede(Instrumental version originally performed by Childish Gambino)》完整版歌词!

Centipede(Instrumental version originally performed by Childish Gambino)歌词

Centipede(Instrumental version originally performed by Childish Gambino)歌词完整版

Mm mm mm

Doo doo doo da da da dum dum beh

Oh, eh, oh

Lost all of our woe

We lost all of our whoa-oh, sad love songs

Hey centipede, centipede, centipede, centipede, centipede...

Oh, eh, oh

Lost all of our woe

We lost all of our whoa-oh, sad love songs

Hey centipede, centipede, centipede...

'Bino, will you be my baby daddy, yup

I'm too fresh, man, the world ain't never had me, yup

I'm too fresh, man, y'all ain't never gave me that

Stone Mountain, ain't no doubting, and these *****s won't hold me back

They wasn't hating him anyway

My roommate exercise, man, he moving that heavyweight

My girl ain't down to ride, couldn't deal with my day to day

I'm at my Grandma's house, man, like I don't know what to say

Maybe "I'm sorry" but sorry don't pay the rent

I promise to pay you back and I don't know where he at

But tell him he missing out, his grandson is cool as *****

And tell me who be standing when them other ones giving up?

Let's keep it spontaneous, I don't need that rehearsal

More flow, man, than Progressive commercials

Get with the program, cause the plus loan ain't putting us on

I got month long before I take the bus home

Oh, eh, oh

Lost all of our woe

We lost all of our whoa-oh, sad love songs

Hey centipede, centipede, centipede...

I know this music *******t ain't *******t

And all these random *****s in my house make you anxious

And I ain't never told you that our love would be painless

But I was so in love with you I thought we could make it

Damn, I wasn't in it, damn, we wasn't finished

Damn, I got us tickets, damn, we went to Venice

Prioritize on our lives and made you into a business

That's why you wasn't surprised when I had made my decision

Gotta make it, cos if not I'm a failure, my wallet Azalea

And my brother still moving, ain't no *******t I can tell him

Trying to keep him out of trouble, but the cops is wilding

It's nice to have a felon when the boys get violent

The Mexicans tried to jump me at the club

Funny thing was I thought they were stepping to show me love

Grandma's couch, my biggest fear and fantasy

When I ain't in her arms all I'm making is enemies

Here I'm screaming obscenities at a *****

Wanted to live bigger than me

Them Edenwald projects was eatin' our concept

Of anyone walking out, what is you talking about?

Gun Hill Road made them summers feel cold

On the same train that my parents met on

Twenty years later and my thoughts still ghetto

High off of pressure, man, that's a stiletto

Got your own couch now but you don't feel better

Oh, eh, oh

Lost all of our woe

We lost all of our whoa-oh, sad love songs

Hey centipede, centipede, centipede...

Cause if not, I'm a failure

Cause if not, I'm a failure

Cause if not, I'm a failure

"It's not an unholy *****, it's a Arab ***** in the store.

You know what he want? Money, *****.

You know what your ******* want, you know why they feel they can't ***** with you?

Cause you don't have no money, my *****.

******* do not want a ***** with no money.

Did you not learn this in Harlem? Lesson number one.

You can't keep saying you a Harlem ***** and you don't want that skrilla, *****.

Come on B, it's home of the hustlers, *****.

*****, that's all you gotta understand. It's the hood *****.

It's make guap or die, *****."

"What do you think? Cause he gotta know, my *****.

Money is not evil, *****.

Go tell them *****s in Polo you don't wanna make no money, *****.

What they gon' say, "Oh, he right"?

Hell no, *****.

You think *****s like selling crack and *******t *****?

You think *****s like putting crack in they ass *****, and selling cracks out they ass?

You think *****s like shooting *****s, my *****?

You think *****s like tucking packs?

You think *****s like baggin up?

You know how boring baggin' up is, my *****?

It's so boring, my *****.

There is no underground, Joe Budden is on his fourth mixtape selling *******t.

The underground is Koch, *****.

There is no underground *****.

You don't see Raekwon or none of these *****s on the block.

There's no more block, *****, it's over for the block.

You ask any ***** on the block, do they wanna be on the block?

They gon' say no, *****.

Get your money, man. Stop trying to be gooned out

"Hood *****s don't want to be—"

"Hood *****s don't want to be hood *****s, my *****.

Everything *****s do, everything *****s do in the hood is for money, my *****.

What's one thing that *****s do in the hood that ain't for money?

What ******* would want a ***** with no money?

Huh? Huh!? Yo, slime! It's your time."

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