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Childish Gambino

New Prince (Crown On The Ground)

 

New Prince (Crown On The Ground)

(album: I Am Just A Rapper - 2010)


I do not talk, I am just a rapper

Stomping on these niggas like a whack-a-mole with no hands
Get girls on the floor like slow jams
Fuck yeah, I'm feeling myself, no lotion
My light shine bright, no roaches
Nigga, I'm focused
You the one who eyes wrong
Only time I'm worried is when I'm the no-fly zone
Cause I'm so fly, homes
Fresh like pinecones
Female phone book my iPhone
Margarita bright, meaning limelight
Nerd girls losing their shit like prom night
Mouth like a pussy? it can never be too tight
Let me guess, you know a better rapper? you, right?

Bam-B
Sicker than your grandma
Pass the mix-tape to a friend like Chandler
This track is getting over written
Sports night, Fanta
Tell 'em that you know me when you running through Atlanta
I am at the top
Whether you want or not
And I am in my prime
I am an auto-bot
I do not talk a lot
I am just a rapper
Fuck a girl's pussy bright red like snapper

Sick

Yeah, I stay fly like a pelican
Get new kicks everyday like an ottoman
Ex-girlfriends asking if they get a shot again
I try to call 'em back but there's a lot of them
Someone tell me why these muthafuckers busy hating me
Just because I'm rapping and my style is kinda Japanese
Band of outsiders
Kitsune, APC
Macy's got shit on me

Fuck what you heard like a dick inside alarm clock
I ain't got no jewelry, I leave it at the pawn shop
Two of your chains equals one of my shirts, sir
You got Jacob's Jeweler, I got Anna Wintour
Niggas jealous cause I got more green than seven splinters
I'd rather spend that money on a polo from La Tigra
Young, smart, and handsome
Who could even ask for more?
I change the situation like auditioning for Jersey Shore

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