Childish Gambino
Childish Gambino - We Flexin songtekst
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[Intro] Let me see you fucking bounce with it KAy, ay, ay Ay (we flexin') Ay (we flexin') Ay (we flexin') Here we go [Verse 1] Nigga I'm tight like (VBD)? Nigga I'm sight like CDC All my shit be classic, yours gets skipped like DVDs This beat be droppin' acid, do we have to tell 'em so? Keysha got me percocets I'm chillin' and it's hella dope Tell 'em ho, I ain't Tebow, I don't pray for change All I do is do it, I'm Nike, I'm drinking Gatorade I got my hoodie so I gotta be a gangster Why Geraldo Rivera look like a child molester? Huh, we the I'll pandemic Sick boy, nigga, yeah we royalty forever All my G-O-O-Ns are well-spoken One white guy, he's a classic token Asses up and droppin' shit Flashback, that's a hashtag Man fuck that like a marset Smell these niggas like an armpit I be in like David on my avid baby making hits They be making white girls like 'Ye did Taylor Swift Ain't that some shit, really though, Sealy Posturepedic ho When she in my bed but haven't even seen a video? Now shoot that, who's that? Roll up on niggas like fruit snacks You better walk big Gambino but you ain't got money Motherfucker that's too bad That's like '€" countin' fat stacks out in Harlem That's like '€" fucking Kat Stacks with no condom Stupid, everybody out here needs to cool it Rap stepfather, no more hanging in the pool shit Niggas that I'm cool with, they don't need to show me That Gambino girls are royalty now nigga that's an army! We like [Hook] We flexin', we flexin' We flexin', baby run it back! Woo, woo! We flexin', we flexin' (Baby run it back! ) [Verse 2] Shrink monsters, where the fuck is gorgon? Maria I want to be puttin' that thing on your daughter Gambino brings the sushi, they doin' John Belushi So stupid but they cutie so sue me if I get booty That's Louis, Gucci or Prada, Bugatti bitches who holla Wanna take Foxy out but I gotta be gettin' Donnas, like "I'm an artist man." No y'all ain't! Man fuck Photoshop, I'm in MS Paint! Making circles with that circle thing, Gambino boy you murder it Now I got that afro those cornrows were fuckin' hurting me When you taking these girls up to Malibu I like my face on the money you Screen Actors Guild with a "W," swag [Hook] We flexin', we flexin' We flexin', baby run it back! We flexin', we flexin' We flexin', baby run it back!