Childish Gambino - Centipede lyrics
rate meOw we lost so far
Hey centipede centipede
Centipede centipede
I pray for lost souls
We love above
Ow we lost so far
Hey centipede centipede
Centipede centipede
Bino will you be my baby dad?
I’m too fresh man
No one ain’t ever had me
I’m too fresh man
Y’all ain’t even get me that storm
And nain’t no doubt
And these niggers will owe me
They wasn’t hating on anyway
My room with exercise made me moving the heavy way
My girl ain’t got as ride couldn’t get with my day to day
I’m at my grandma house man I don’t know what to say
Maybe I’m sorry but sorry don’t pay the rent
I promise to pay you back but I don’t know where he at
But tell him he missing out his grandson cool as fuck
Tell me who we standing when them other ones giving up
Let’s keep it spontaneous I don’t need that rehearsal
More flow man than progressive commercials
The program gets a plus low they putting us on
I got’em off long before I take the bus on
Centipede centipede
Centipede centipede
I know this music shit ain’t shit
And all these niggers in my house making anxious
And I ain’t never told you that our love will be painless
But I was so in love with you I thought we could make it
Damn I wasn’t in it, damn we wasn’t finished
Damn I got these tickets damn we went to Venus
Fly all these ties and our lies we make this our business
He wasn’t surprised when I had made my decision
Gotta make it cause my now a failure my wallet is alien
My mother still moving ain’t no shit I can tell her
Try to keep’em outta trouble but the cops is...
And it’s nice to have a fella when the pours get violent
Mexicans want to jump me at the club
Stepping to show me love
Grandma’s couch my biggest fan
A fantasy when I ain’t in the arms try to make it this enemy
Screaming centipede at this nigger wanting to love bigger
They need an all project was in an all concept
If anyone walking out what is you talking bout?
Girl you all make the summers feel cold
On the same train that my parents met twenty years later
And my thoughts still ghetto
Got you all house now you’ll feel better
Love love love
Centipede centipede
Centipede centipede
Coming down as a failure
Coming down as a failure
It’s not that I don’t believe
It’s an arrow in the storm
You want money nigger
You know what your bitch want
Cause you don’t want money nigger
But still a nigger with no money
Did you not learn this?
It’s the Harlem lesson number one
He saying that’s real nigger
All you gotta understand is the hood nigger
Who do you think this God know my nigger?
Go tell niggers you don’t want their money nigger
What they gonna say?
Selling cracks off they ass
Think niggers like shooting niggers my nigger
You think niggers like talking...
These niggers like bagging up
It’s so boring my nigger
There is no underground
There’s no more blocks nigger
They wanna be on the block?
They gonna say no nigger
Get your money man
Hood niggers don’t wanna be hood niggers my nigger
Everything niggers do
Everything niggers do in the hood is for money my nigger
What bitch would want nigger with no money
It’s your time
Thanks to As gag for correcting these lyrics
