**Halaman Lirik Lagu: The Crawl (Feat. Kai) - Donald Glover**
Selamat datang di halaman lirik lagu "The Crawl (Feat. Kai)" yang dibawakan oleh Donald Glover. Lagu ini merupakan salah satu single populernya yang dirilis pada tahun 2016. Dengan alunan musik yang catchy dan lirik yang unik, lagu ini berhasil menarik perhatian para penikmat musik di seluruh dunia.
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The Crawl (Feat. Kai) Lyrics
Donald Glover
Where we were kinda thing
Bet she crawl, all alone
Where we were kinda thing
Bet she crawl, all alone
Where we were kinda thing
Bet she crawl, all alone
Where we were kinda thing
Bet she crawl, all alone
[Verse 1:]
Who am I?
Rec League, I ain't paying to ball
Y'all B-string like a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the family dog
Yeah, I murder some, I murder one
Explain it all, Ferguson
We ain't gotta sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on
Yeah, what you saying to it?
Old money look, no money don't do it
Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty
(At her boooty) What's the rationale?
They wanna smoke niggas when they Black & Mild
So we acting out (Okay, cool)
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
(Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue-faced on a Tuesday)
Can I have some? #NiggasBeLike
Put a +18 on a e-vite
And I said what I felt, no re-write
Nah nah, they can't hold me
June/July, drop something
I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers
I scorch winters, I burn autumns
Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne
Elle Varner, got a crush on her
I gotta wait in line for that
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that
Too true like it's 2 Chainz
Blue blood like he both gangs
[Hook]