Childish Gambino, Eugene Cordero - Love is Crazy lyrics

Childish Gambino

Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Childish Gambino, Eugene Cordero - Love is Crazy lyrics]

Yeah

We can go to Saturn, it doesn’t really matter
We can get there, we can do it if we try
You know that I love you
Put no one else above you
We can get there, we can do it if we try

Knock, knock, it’s me
I’ma take ya fine ass out to Applebee’s
Get anything you want, this shit is free
My friend work here
What ya mean, I ain’t romantic?
I bought you flowers, so what they plastic?
We could fuck for hours, so what, I’m nasty?
I ain’t got the roommate
That was my old place
I’ma take you to the crib and
Show you the ‘O’ face
You make me feel like I’m
Back in the 5th grade


Had a crush on Keana and
She rocked the one braid
And I thought that sex was when
You touched a girl’s butt
You could get a girl pregnant, so look
But don’t touch
I like you so much, I know it sound crazy
But I’d have a sex change just
So I could have your baby
The roles are reversed, so you
Got a huge dick, and I got a Prada purse
A nigga so sick that my car’s a doctor
Take a gamble on a nigga
That your name was Proctor
Kick it in Chinese like you’re Shaolin soccer
Got nothin’ but dinero
So you meetin’ the Fockers
Look at my clock-ers, it’s time to roll out
Get sneaks, sneaks, and sneaks
And they sold out
That’s what I’m all about and
If you got the time
It’s hard to make change when
You want one dime

We can go to Saturn, it doesn’t really matter
We can get there, we can do it if we try
You know that I love you
Put no one else above you
We can get there we can do it if we try

Welcome back everyone to "Pinoys in Space"
Got a new constellation for you to trace
Use the far East star for your startin’ place
You see it? My big dipper's
Slappin’ you in the face
Step out of the shed, let the sun be felt
On your head as you undo Orion’s belt
(Oh nuts) i just crashed landed on the
Planet of the gay cliché
Talkin’ Milky Way, bouquets, Broadway
Bubblay and Michael Bublé
Sorry if I caught you off-guard
With my five-second delay
But the jet lag’s making me loopy
And my sales are soupy
Soupy Sales, I eat chocolate

We can go to Saturn, it doesn’t really matter
We can get there, we can do it if we try
You know that I love you
Put no one else above you
We can get there, we can do it if we try
We can go to Saturn, it doesn’t really matter
We can get there, we can do it if we try
You know that I love you
Put no one else above you
We can get there, we can do it if we try
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby
I love you baby i love you baby

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