Childish Gambino, Steve G. Lover - No Hookahs lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino, Steve G. Lover - No Hookahs lyrics]
Suddenly relevant white girls on me
You would think I was sellin' it
Black girl with me with a
Trunk like an elephant
Took her to the suite and
She gave me intelligent (Ya)
Suddenly relevant white girls on me
You would think I was sellin' it
Black girl with me with a
Trunk like an elephant
Took her to the suite and
She gave me intelligent (Ya)
Let the game speak for me
Are you doing these numbers? I
Don't think you are homie
I'm a real nigga, I don't tweet about it
If I see you in the streets
We can speak about it
And you all up in my business
You should keep up out it
I know you niggas doubt it, met her
Backstage, say my new shit classic
It won't age given two shit's
On my green like pool sticks
Got no time for loose lips
What the fuck did y'all say?
Four seasons in Miami
I was like LeBron James
Had to tip the valet, know he wanna steal it
Young rich nigga
This the shit I gotta deal with
Old white money
That's the shit I gotta deal with
Had a head start, how'd I catch up
Got a hard drive and it's backed-up
A couple hit's, if you need 'em
You should ask us
I'm the new Ma$e, all my girls saditty
I got a new face, all my girls is pretty
I call it good taste, niggas can't buy that
Summer in Hawaii
Man these niggas can't try that
Bring back the source BTI, where the fives at
Just pass me the paper, pass me the vapour
Don't pass me the hookah
Cause I don't really smoke hookah
No I don't really smoke hookah
Put weed in my hookah
I don't do the hookah, I'm a roll a dutch
28 grams on hand, that's a fuckin' much
Roll it up
Keep a bad bitch if that ain't enough
Shawty so clutch
Got a gram in a Gucci clutch
I'm an OG, keep it OG
Catch Z's on the flight
I had a couple blue dreams
Got a case in Sweden
Man a nigga need to tighten up
All black Porsche, black card
I should lighten up
Roll a joint until my bigger brother
Light it up, hotel smoke-free
I don't really give a fuck
Bad girls make the cellphone beep
And she go both ways that's a two way freak
Post a U-ey up on Lenox
That's a two way street
I was whippin' in the spider
Not the kind with 8 feet
His spice, make it hot like without the A c
On that purple all day, man shout-out to AP
(Aye, aye)
Pass me the swisher, yeah
Come pass me the swisher, eh
I say pass me the swisher, pass the swisher
Pass the swisher
You would think I was sellin' it
Black girl with me with a
Trunk like an elephant
Took her to the suite and
She gave me intelligent (Ya)
Suddenly relevant white girls on me
You would think I was sellin' it
Black girl with me with a
Trunk like an elephant
Took her to the suite and
She gave me intelligent (Ya)
Let the game speak for me
Are you doing these numbers? I
Don't think you are homie
I'm a real nigga, I don't tweet about it
If I see you in the streets
We can speak about it
And you all up in my business
You should keep up out it
I know you niggas doubt it, met her
Backstage, say my new shit classic
It won't age given two shit's
On my green like pool sticks
Got no time for loose lips
What the fuck did y'all say?
Four seasons in Miami
I was like LeBron James
Had to tip the valet, know he wanna steal it
Young rich nigga
This the shit I gotta deal with
Old white money
That's the shit I gotta deal with
Had a head start, how'd I catch up
Got a hard drive and it's backed-up
A couple hit's, if you need 'em
You should ask us
I'm the new Ma$e, all my girls saditty
I got a new face, all my girls is pretty
I call it good taste, niggas can't buy that
Summer in Hawaii
Man these niggas can't try that
Bring back the source BTI, where the fives at
Just pass me the paper, pass me the vapour
Don't pass me the hookah
Cause I don't really smoke hookah
No I don't really smoke hookah
Put weed in my hookah
I don't do the hookah, I'm a roll a dutch
28 grams on hand, that's a fuckin' much
Roll it up
Keep a bad bitch if that ain't enough
Shawty so clutch
Got a gram in a Gucci clutch
I'm an OG, keep it OG
Catch Z's on the flight
I had a couple blue dreams
Got a case in Sweden
Man a nigga need to tighten up
All black Porsche, black card
I should lighten up
Roll a joint until my bigger brother
Light it up, hotel smoke-free
I don't really give a fuck
Bad girls make the cellphone beep
And she go both ways that's a two way freak
Post a U-ey up on Lenox
That's a two way street
I was whippin' in the spider
Not the kind with 8 feet
His spice, make it hot like without the A c
On that purple all day, man shout-out to AP
(Aye, aye)
Pass me the swisher, yeah
Come pass me the swisher, eh
I say pass me the swisher, pass the swisher
Pass the swisher