Donald Glover - Summer Of Love lyrics

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino] Fly girl, she named Beatle Clothes off, she don't need 'em Animals, she don't eat 'em Hungry for it, I feed her, uh, I feed her You already know that I feed her I don't mess with them f** boys, she said I don't either She said I'm gone eat her, attitude so diva Got a big place like Scarface, treat her a** like Elvira Skin tone godiva, smokin' on that cheeba Girl you got me so hypnotized that thang be givin' me fever Let me get it Take her to Kauai, f**ed on the beach f**ed on the floor, we ain't gotta speak Beach, getting high like a motherf** Royalty the team so you know what's up Kitty so good, let me beat it up, kitty so good I could sleep in it Hollow tip flow sending shots to my enemies n***as who tried to Nick Cannon me Thoughts were so bad that I pleaded insanity Bottles, I pop me a case Live on the radio bought me a place This is my summer of love Yea, all these b**hes is down But never put nothin' above [Hook: Childish Gambino] Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby [Verse 2: Quavo] Trap house jumpin' like Jordan J's in the hood, they're snortin' Double cup, lean, I'm pourin' Yo' b**h whippin' in the early mornin' Pulled up in the drop top Phantom n***as in the hood can't stand it My whip game is so special I'm whippin' up the whole Grand Canyon I got Molly, I got white, Marilyn Mason! I went to the j**eler Cashed out on a new piece, now my diamonds dancin' Yo b**h think I'm romantic, my coke card game is frantic My whip game make you panic, my plug is Phil Jackson Feeling like Mutombo, I got all these kush bowls Juggin' at the Texaco, you smoking on Reginald? Trap game Elvis Presley, you can't impress me Dark skinned ho can cook the dope, she look like Nestle [Verse 3: Takeoff] I'm a free man, no Morgan! That choppa, it take out you organs I play with them keys, no organ! Your b**h in my kitchen, she snorting The lean, I'm pouring, I'm snoring I'm making them plays in Delaware Versace, Medusa my underwear Who the f**, n***a better have haircare You don't trap on the block if you dont live there The trap be jumpin', and bunkin' The fiends they running, the money keep comin' I'm kickin' hoes out like a punter If I start shootin', turn to a track runner I'm callin' up Rich, he bringin' the kids Whippin' the babies all summer [Hook: Childish Gambino] Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby [Verse 4: Childish Gambino] Kick it like Kazuya This game is how we maneuver There's plenty fish in the sea and I treat them groupies like grouper My life inside a computer, back up my soul to the cloud Funny we show 'em cla** and they call me the cla** clown Money is in my jeans, best believe that it's pa**ed down Got the room thumpin, she tell me don't stop I mean really don't stop I must be doing something Something really on point, something really on point Now she look back at it But she give me that look when I gotta dip out Stop being Dramatic (DRAMATIC!) Can't nobody do it like this Forgot her name as soon as I hit Got that buzz, the phone was silent Run the game, that's us Fort Knox, gold bars Let her get it on both sides, I did it all, with no cosign And I'm ballin' like I give a f** Now they know wa**up Smokin' like she wanna f** We are not in love, she's a grown up And I'm so childish Still that's my b**h We waste our time with all this [Hook: Childish Gambino] Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby Money baby, money baby, money baby