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turn on the lights in here, babyextra bright, i want ya'll to see thisturn on the lights in here, babyknow what i mean, want you to see everythingwant you to see all of the--hollerin' at this japanese girl, asian mommybut is it too soon for japanese girls, too soonami?is it racist if i say she tastes like edamame?was i supposed to stay uncool? please remind me(what the fuck is up?) yeah, it's cheesy, hoi'm so cheesy, ho, my swag's got high cholesteroli know ya'll girls, i met them allyou're her ex-man like cannonballi ain't got shit to say to ya, i'm known for bad behaviorlook at meman, i went to the w from double treemakin' out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebeecan i live up to all this hype they have for me? it's hard to tellbut these girls i'm kissin' chase the blues away like gargameli'm back in the game, coach put me int-pain flow, all i do is winwith a glass full of mccallan to mess me upwith the cash we can throw out unless we fuckLetras de cancionesdopenessafter this i hit the highwayi'm headin' west like i'm fuckin' blowin' kanyeread the fuckin' news, huey lewis, niggayou can't go ham, you's a jewish niggadonald glover, you don't have to call me "childish"except for when i'm flirting with your half-latino stylistphotoshoot, beach house playin' beach house, free wirelessso i can post these pictures on my website of her smilin'i kissed this girl i've liked since back when i was just a sophomorebut i'm afraid to text her "what the fuck it take so long for?!"what the fuck has changed? is it swagger? is it money?i still dress the fuckin' same and my nose is still as uglyas the day you fuckin' met methey tellin' me i'm the rapper for these white kidscause black kids can't possibly like the same shiti wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your numberthese black girls with natural hair who keep up with their tumblrsi like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotioni wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to frank oceanher pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty hoclown niggas then i kill 'em, gacy flowit's crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my dicki'm pryor in his last years: comedian who's sickfuck, but i am sick, seriously, i don't feel so goodcause i don't get sleep and i'm always travelin'and i don't go home, and my friends don't callcause i turned off my phonei've made mistakes, i bumped my headinside of this girl, inside of my bedwhatever man, i'm just havin' funi'm sorry that i fucked her but now you know that she's not the onei'm doin' you a favor, like every time i rhyme or write a script or do a moviethere's a million ways to shine - choose oneinstead of what you're doing tonighti am donald, coming soon, we got all of the lightsturn on the lights in here, babyextra bright, i want ya'll to see thisturn on the lights in here, babyknow what i mean, want you to see everythingwant you to see all of the-- From Letras Mania