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childish gambino - the real lyrics

motherf-ck a n-gga
h-ll yeah i do it bigger
i got eight figures like i’m skatin’ in the winter
n-ggas thought that i was kiddin’
these raps are not my sketches
i’m a sick boy, n-gga, when i cough i hope you catch it
my germs in your system, now you coughin’ like asthmatic
all of my, i’m tired of it turns into your, wish i had it
i don’t need this money, but i spend it like i wanna
she said this d-ck is hers, i don’t wanna take it from her

your d-ck stay chilly, it’s a cold, rough world
i get superhero p-ssy, she a powerpuff girl
sh-t just got real like pinocchio t-rds
yo n-gga is geppetto, i don’t want no instrumentals
leave the vocals on my sh-t
like the song givin’ me head
and your b-tch can’t sleep ‘cause she used to my bed
she could have any d-ck, you just mad she chose-d mine
schoolin’ all you n-ggas and my mouth will make it columbine
i am just a rapper, man, i ain’t got no clothing line
my clothing line has closed the line and let me shop at closing time
yo boy got stacks like i’m standin’ in a borders line
hidin’ from you b-tches ‘cause real n-gga’s hard to find
work this sh-t like overtime
yeah, my clothes are so designed
closet look like bloomingdales, yo closet look like fashion jail
i break you out, i post for bail
this money make me olsens, you call your b-tch, you hearin’ this
uh uh uh
yes it’s necessary to be flier than canaries
stay fresh to death like a mint cemetery
i do not talk, yeah my life a library
eat her out and leave her cold, make that hole my ben & jerry’s
broke the mold on you b-tches, man, i am so unique
you are not a rapper, if you were you’d hardly speak
i am stone mountain and i haven’t reached my peak
f-ck her like i’m mad at her then i turn the other cheek

this sh-t is amazin’, check me in my sweater, man
comme des garçons, b-tch, n0body do it better, man
but i do it better, man
when it comes to p-ssy girls whisper in my ear
no one else can do this to me
you’s a cutie but you gotta know i’m married to my work
and these n-ggas ain’t sh-t so i guess they must be urine
gotta gift this b-tch, like christmas, b-tch
i’ma rap and act, will smith this b-tch
when rappers start rappin’ over indie sh-t
just remember i was first to hit this sh-t
the difference is i’m different, b-tch
how the f-ck can these n-ggas be d-ck-less pr-cks
man, what the f-ck you gon’ do
i don’t need to talk to you
i am just a rapper too

- childish gambino lyrics

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