Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats use to harmonize like I don't mind Letting you down easy, but just give it time If it don't hurt now then just wait, just wait a while You're not the big fish in the pond no more You are what they're feeding on Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the nasdaq Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack Move black girls 'cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin' peta demo sonnan ja dame mou sonnan ja hora kokoro wa shinka suru yo motto motto Moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Look out uh I thought I had it all together But I was led astray The day you walked away You were the clock That was ticking in my heart Changed my state of mind But love's so hard to find Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas? I need to get myself away from this place I said: Yup, what a concept I could use a little fuel myself And we could all use a little change Go, shorty (All of the things we're taking) It's your birthday, we gon' party like it's your birthday We gon' sip Bacardi ('Cause we are young and we're ashamed) Like it's your birthday, and you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday (Send us to perfect places) You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub' Look, mami, I got the x, if you into takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed Don't leave, it's my fault Don't leave, it's my fault (yeah) 'Cause when it all comes crashing down I'll need you najeneun ttasaroun in-ganjeogin yeoja keopi hanjanui yeoyureul aneun pumgyeok inneun yeoja bami omyeon simjang-i tteugeowojineun yeoja geureon banjeon inneun yeoja oppan gangnamseutail (Guys you know you better watch out) Yo, I still masturbate while eating top ramen At a faster rate in the bigger quantities (Some guys, some guys are only about) It counts as rape, when I'm slurping at this unbelievable pace I turn the temperature up all the way sweat up on my face (That thing, that thing, that thing) If you give no effort, if you got no money Then I got a cheap method (That thing, that thing, that thing) Crack it open throw it in a pan and let it cook bitch Now that's a real education, fuck books We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it (to say it) (La-da-da-da-dah, it's the motherfuckin' d-o-double-g, snoop dogg!) Inside, we both know what's been going on (going on) (La-da-da-da-dah, you know I'm mobbin' with the DRE) We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you If you wanna believe (Move, bitch, get out the way, move, bitch, get out the way) That anything could stop me Get out the way, bitch, get out the way I got my red dress on tonight Dancin' in the dark, in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feelin' alive For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the (blue suits) I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof Hold ya head, 'cause when you hit the bricks I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin' dick The funk baby Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh! Shit! Bitch! (I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love) Ain't it fun? It's a bonfire, turn the lights out (yeah) kokoro wa shinka suru yo motto motto (Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes) X gon' give it to ya (uh), he gon' give it to ya Your feelings change like the weather Hey now, you're an all-star (I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love) Go shorty, it's your birthday And if you ask me Don't leave, it's my fault op-oppan gangnamseutail (Dance to the plastic beat another morning comes) That thing, that thing, that thing And say hi to my homeboy, top ramen Hope you're ready for the next episode He-hey-hey-hey Never gonna give, never gonna give (I'm just playing games I know that's plastic love) Move, bitch, get out the way Don't show up Get out the way, bitch, get out the way The funk baby Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (I know that's plastic love) zutto zutto