Childish Gambino - Do Ya Like lyrics

[Childish Gambino - Do Ya Like lyrics]

Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh

Childish Gambino got that swagger
All these pussy niggas 'round
Here don't matter
All that I know is that I wanna dance with ya
Move in closer before I'm gon' kiss ya
Know that you know me, don't act stupid
You seem different, tired of these groupies
I'm on fire, won't find figga
Got big shots saying, "That's that nigga"
Hovy with glasses, Weezy but geeky
Girls in the lobby tryin' to meet me
I ain't afraid to say it, yeah
I love these hoes
And their glasses, and their jacket
And their hipster clothes
Yes, I'm always on tour
What you mad at that for?
Slamming that thing like a Cadillac door
I love fast women, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Have your cake and eat it, baby
It's your birthday

Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh

(It ain't trickin' if ya) You know
(Baby, I) You know
Mama, you are with the right man, Juno
Tell me what you wanna do
I will make it happen
I just wanna get you home and
(Uh uh, uh uh, uh)
Yes, I'm drinking whiskey
Baby I am gone tonight
NBC is not the only thing
I'm comin' on tonight
Gross, why the fuck I say these things?
It isn't over
Haven't heard the chubby lady sing
Everybody love me, call a nigga Raymond
These weak niggas always in
Your face like Raybans
Yes, I bring the heat, girl, fire for fireman
Baby, I'm your hero, Donald for Spiderman
I'm in love with you, but this is not tennis
And baby stay stacked like she bad at Tetris
Rude boy, I Rihanna that vagina
Tell your boy, good luck tryin' to find ya
Find ya

Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
Uh, uh uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-
Words that I made up, you say my name like-

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