Childish Gambino - The Library lyrics

(Say! Hit it! Goddamn! Hit it! Goddamn! Hit it! Goddamn! Say! Lord! Hit it! Goddamn! Damnitt! Hit it! Goddamn! Watch it! Hit it!) When, when, when. When we were, Kinda thing, Betcha cry, All alone(x4) (Who am I?) Reck league I ainit payin to ball Ya'll be string like a broke guitar An he still put it down like the family dog Yeah! I murder some Murder one Explain it all Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah what you sayin to it Old money look, no money don't do it Like I turn around an they lain like a uie An I'm only lookin back if I'm lookin at her booty (At her booty) What's the rational? They wanna smoke n***as when they Black&Mild So we act it out (Okay cool) When we were, Kinda thing, Betcha cry, All alone(x4) Blue dream, By the bouquet, Tell em' blue face, On a tuesday Can I have some? #n***asBeLike Put a plus 18 on a evite An I said what I felt, no rewrite Nah, nah they cant hold me June July, drop somethin I double dare you I mark somethin I scorch winners I burn