Childish Gambino - Break (AOTL) lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Turn on the lights in here, baby

Extra bright, I want y’all to see this

Turn on the lights in here, baby

Know what I mean, want you to see everything

Want you to see all of the

Hollerin’ at this Japanese girl, Asian mommy

But is it too soon for Japanese girls? Too tsunami?

Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame?

Was I supposed to stay uncool? Please remind me

Yeah, it’s cheesy, ho

I’m so cheesy, ho, my swag’s got high cholesterol

I know y’all girls, I met them all

Your her Ex man(Xman) like Cannonball

I ain’t got shit to say to ya, I’m known for bad behavior

Look at me

Man, I went to the W from Double Tree

Makin’ out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebee

Can I live up to all this hype they have for me? It’s hard to tell

But these girls I’m kissin’ chase the blues away like Gargamel

I’m back in the game, coach put me in

T-Pain flow, all I do is win

With a glass full of McCallan to mess me up

With the cash we can throw out unless we fuck

Dopeness

After this I hit the highway

I’m headin’ west like I’m fuckin’ blowin’ Kanye

Read the fuckin’ news, Huey Lewis, nigga

You can’t go ham, you’s a Jewish nigga

Donald Glover, you don’t have to call me childish

Except for when I’m flirting with your half-Latino stylist

Photoshoot, beachhouse playin’ Beach House, free wireless

So I can post these pictures on my Web site of her smilin’

I kissed this girl I’ve liked since back when I was just a sophomore

But I’m afraid to text her "What the fuck it take so long for?!"

What the fuck has changed? It it swag? Is it money?

I still dress the fuckin’ same and my nose is still as ugly

As the day you fuckin’ met me

They tellin’ me I’m the rapper for these white kids

‘Cause black kids can’t possibly like the same shit

I wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your number

These black girls with natural hair who keep up with their tumblrs

I like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotion

I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank Ocean

Her pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty ho

Clown niggas then I kill 'em, Gacy flow

It’s crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my d-ck

I’m Pryor in his last years: comedian who’s sick

F-ck, but I am sick, seriously, I don’t feel so good

‘Cause I don’t get sleep, and I’m always travelin’

And I don’t go home, and my friends don’t call

‘Cause I turned off my phone

I’ve made mistakes, I bumped my head

Inside of this girl, inside of my bed

Whatever man, I’m just havin’ fun

I’m sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she’s not the one

I’m doin’ you a favor, like every time I rhyme or write a script or do a movie

There’s a million ways to shine, choose one

Instead of what you’re doing tonight

I am Donald, coming soon, we got all of the lights

Hook:

Turn on the lights in here, baby

Extra bright, I want y’all to see this

Turn on the lights in here, baby

Know what I mean, want you to see everything

Want you to see all of the

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Thanks to adrianna