letra de no hookahs - steve g. lover
[intro: childish gambino]
suddenly relevant
white girls on me, you would think i was sellin’ it
black girl with me with a trunk like an elephant, took her to the suite and she gave me intelligent (ya!)
suddenly relevant
white girls on me, you would think i was sellin’ it
black girl with me with a trunk like an elephant, took her to the suite and she gave me intelligent (ya!)
[verse 1: childish gambino]
let the game speak for me
are you doing these numbers? i don’t think you are homie
i’m a real n-gga, i don’t tweet about it
if i see you in the streets, we can speak about it
and you all up in my business, you should keep up out it
i know you n-ggas doubt it, met her backstage, say my new sh-t cl-ssic, it won’t age
given two sh-ts, on my green like pool sticks
got no time for loose lips, what the f-ck did y’all say?
four seasons in miami, i was like lebron james
had to tip the valet, know he wanna steal it
young rich n-gga, this the sh-t i gotta deal with
old white money, that’s the sh-t i gotta deal with
had a head start, how’d i catch up?
got a hard drive and it’s backed-up
a couple hits, if you need ’em, you should ask us
i’m the new ma$e, all my girls saditty
i got a new face, all my girls is pretty
i call it good taste, n-ggas can’t buy that
summer in hawaii, man these n-ggas can’t try that
bring back the source bti, where the fives at?
[bridge: childish gambino]
just p-ss me the paper, p-ss me the vapour
don’t p-ss me the hookah, cause i don’t really smoke hookah
no i don’t really smoke hookah, put weed in my hookah
[verse 2: steve g. lover]
i dont do the hookah, i’m a roll a dutch
28 grams on hand, that’s a f-ckin’ much
roll it up, keep a bad b-tch if that ain’t enough
shawty so clutch, got a gram in a gucci clutch
i’m an og, keep it og, catch z’s on the flight, i had a couple blue dreams
got a case in sweden, man a n-gga need to tighten up
all black porsche, black card, i should lighten up
roll a joint until my bigger brother light it up, hotel smoke-free, i don’t really give a f-ck
bad girls make the cellphone beep, and she go both ways that’s a two way freak
post a u-ey up on lenox that’s a two way street
i was whippin’ in the spider, not the kind with 8 feet
his spice, make it hot like without the a/c
on that purple all day, man shout-out to ap (aye, aye)
[outro: steve g. lover]
p-ss me the swisher, yeah
come p-ss me the swisher, eh
i say p-ss me the swisher, p-ss the swisher, p-ss the swisher
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