Childish Gambino - LES Lyrics

Baby, youíre the baddest
Baby, youíre the baddest girl and uh
Nobody else matters
Nobody else matters girl and uh
Weíre kissing in the bathroom
Weíre kissing in the bathroom girl and uh
I hope nobody catch us
But I kinda hope they catch us

[Verse 1]
A New York nineís an everywhere-else six
Timewise, the opposite goes for chicks
Iím in a taxi, texting with my best friend
Heís sleepiní with this girl that he met up on West End
Heís lucky, sheís a career woman, no kids
Most girls see the clothes and try and gold dig
Most hoes poke holes in Trojans
Most people donít fuckiní hit the lotto but my folks did
Iím a mess
That donít rhyme with shit, itís just true
Donít bring your girlfriend here, itís just you
When Iím depressed youíre someone I run to
But, I guess meet me at Pianos
And cross-fadiní off of Nanos
Ugh, on that hipster shit
And youís a hipster, bitch
Yo, but not in the lame way
Like, you ainít liviní out in BK
Like, you ainít workiní on a screenplay
Like, your baby daddy ainít a DJ
Like, she listeniní to old Freeway
Cause everybody listens to Biggie, but she different
Right, thatís why your friends need wristbands?
Fuck you
And can I have this dance?

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
We could pretend if you want to, like
We in love and started datiní after art school
Cause either way we both lyiní more than half of the time
Except for when Iím home workiní on your graphic design
Everytime we see each other Iím takiní you home
Our relationship has gotten Sylvester Stalone
Yellow 9/11 Persian girl in the back car
But me writiní a verse the only way they buyiní a bar
White boys used to trip and send me over a gin
But they busy showiní off each other Indian friend
She got ironic tattoos on her back
That ainít ironic bitch, I love Rugrats
Watchiní lames handle they fame
They bang any broad with bangs
In a band with an animal name
Hannibal came drinkiní a handle of Jameson
Analliní anyone is the plan for the evening
Iím kidding, stop
Girl cryiní on a butt Fuck
She still look good though
Love is Eastside, who are you to hate?
Movie ass, not a 10 but a Super 8
You ainít see me at the show, I was super great
Hotel penthouse, go on and let it roominate
City never sleeps, so I guess Iím never slept on
Did everything I could, then I kept goiní

[Hook x2]

Ooh girl, I wanna know
Are you ready to cry, cause Iím no good, no good
Ooh girl, I wanna try
Iím an awful guy and Iím always away
And Iím tryiní to say
Iímma piece of shit
Believe in this
Iím telliní you
Cause we barely knew, what we had
Iím not that bad, the fun we had

Thanks to error for correcting these lyrics