Do Ya Like lyrics

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Childish Gambino got that swagger

All these pussy niggas 'round here don't matter

All that I know is that I wanna dance with ya

Move in closer before I'm gon' kiss ya

Know that you know me, don't act stupid

You seem different, tired of these groupies

I'm on fire, won't find figga

Got big shots saying, "That's that nigga"

Hovy with glasses, Weezy but geeky

Girls in the lobby tryin' to meet me

I ain't afraid to say it, yeah, I love these hoes

And their glasses, and their jacket, and their hipster clothes

Yes, I'm always on tour, what you mad at that for?

Slamming that thing like a Cadillac door

I love fast women, Jackie Joyner-Kersee

Have your cake and eat it, baby, it's your birthday

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

(It ain't trickin' if ya) You know

(Baby, I) You know

Mama, you are with the right man, Juno

Tell me what you wanna do, I will make it happen

I just wanna get you home and (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh)

Yes, I'm drinking whiskey, baby I am gone tonight

NBC is not the only thing I'm comin' on tonight

Gross, why the fuck I say these things?

It isn't over, haven't heard the chubby lady sing

Everybody love me, call a nigga Raymond

These weak niggas always in your face like Raybans

Yes, I bring the heat, girl, fire for fireman

Baby, I'm your hero, Donald for Spiderman

I'm in love with you, but this is not tennis

And baby stay stacked like she bad at Tetris

Rude boy, I Rihanna that vagina

Tell your boy, good luck tryin' to find ya, find ya

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Baby girl, you know what I want

Let me do it to ya, do it to ya

Let me do ya like

Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

Words that I made up, you say my name like-

• Artist:Childish Gambino
• Album:Culdesac