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letra de donald one - alex martian

[verse 1: childish gambino]
okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
crew at my house and we party every weekend so
on the radio, that’s my favorite song
make me bounce around, like i don’t know, like i won’t be here long
now the thrill is gone, got no patience, ’cause i’m not a doctor
girl why is you lying, girl why you mufasa
yeah, mi casa su casa, got it stripping like gaza
got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava
yeah, we spit that saliva, iphone got message from viber
either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones
“my god, you pay for your friends?” i’ll take that as a compliment
got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?
incompetent ain’t the half of it
sat-rdays we’re young lavish-ing
saddest sh-t, is i’m bad as it
beans they took from the cabinet (whoa)
sorry, i’m just scared of the future
’til 3005, i got your back, we can do this, hold up

[verse 2: childish gambino & problem]
watching haters wonder why gambino got the game locked
half-thai thickie, all she wanna do is bangkok
got her hair done, french braids, now she a$ap
bino so insensitive, she asking “why you say that?!”
i’m chilling, real n-gg- feeling
rich kid, -sshole paint me as a villain
still spitting that cash flow – dj khaled
i got a penthouse on both coasts – ph balance
real n-gg-, i rep those, why though? ’cause i said so
hip deep in that pepto, i got five on her like ben folds
i got more tail than that petco, you faker than some sweet’n low
yeah, you got some silverware but really are you eating though? (yeah)
are you eating though? n-gg-, are you eating though?
breakfast, lunch, and dinner’s for beginners, you ain’t even know
never catching cases, why they faces look so e-m-o?
watch a hater hate me, wanna play me like a piano
my architect know j-panese, your girl, she jocking these
no hands like soccer teams and y’all f-ck boys like socrates
you n-gg-s ain’t copping these, n-gg-s ain’t looking like me (nah)
nah, i ain’t checking i.d. but i bounce ’em with no problem
tell ’em, problem (problem!)

[verse 3: childish gambino]
different color, my p-ssport, instagram my stack load
hashtag my day wear, and your girl drank my day care
and i’m born rich, life ain’t fair – it’s silver spoon c–n, ho
ain’t n-body sicker in my fisker, “vroom-vroom”, ho
ain’t n-body—
(fiskers don’t make noise when they start up, just so you know)
top of the holy totem
r-r-r-rich forever, a million was not the quota
my father owned half the moma and did it with no diploma
year off, got no rules, tripping off of them toadstools
more green than my whole foods and i’m too fly, jeff goldblum
got a gl-ss house in the palisades, that aka
white hood, white hood, o-kkk
furniture custom, you shop at ikea
show maserati, you whipping a kia
spending this money, it’s longer than nia
live like a coppola, me and sofia
waking up broke, man, wouldn’t wanna be ya
friends with the dopeman, help a n-gg- re-up
bring a girlfriend, man, trouble when i see her
“err-eh-err-eh”, onomatopoeia

- alex martian

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