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letra de the worst guys (live at governor’s ball) - childish gambino

[chorus: childish gambino & chance the rapper]
all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some…

[verse 1: childish gambino]
at a clippers game on the courtside
watch a n-gga shoot like a four-five
they mad at me too, i got more fire
when these b-tches see you “go home, roger” (go home, roger)
tia and tamara in my bed, i’m a smart guy
i ain’t f-cking with you n-ggas like apartheid
hits on my list, check my archive
i’m something so immaculate, instead of asking what’s happening
rather blast a jackson 5 in the back of an acura
acting blacker than a bernie mac, two charlie murphys and akon
the girls that you brought man, where are they from?
where are they from?
we were playing playstation
why you standing there, say some, girl, say some
no, this ain’t a vacation, this is my house, my house

[chorus (extended): childish gambino & chance the rapper]
all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…
all she needed was some… all she needed was some…

[verse 2: chance the rapper]
you are the prototype
i love you like you love your photo likes
when you post your life
some of these hoes just wanna instagram me
you out here trying to win you an instagrammy
instant pancakes in the morning
aunt jemima try to andre benjamin me
i’m sorry ms. jackson, but your daughter do d-cks
wouldn’t be my old b-tch if you taught her new tricks
but she do do the one thing, with her tongue ring
when she bust like a gun range
i had a couple pics, record her out her panties
but, that’s just chump change
she the type of b-tch that loves to say she’s mixed
but when she say the roster she always say “black last”
you know what it is and you know who it is
i love you with your black -ss
you helpless thing
everything that you did mean everything
you—my b-tch did everything
all you needed was some d-ck, shorty

- childish gambino

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