Childish Gambino — I. Crawl tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Who am I?
Rec League, I ain’t payin' 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
Ok cool
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I’m blue faced on a Tuesday
(Can I have some?)
#NiggasBeLike
Put a plus eighteen on that 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
Where we were, kinda thing
Betchya crawl, all alone
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
Kim jestem?
Rec League, I ain 't payin' to ball
Y ' all B-string like a broken guitar
I nadal go odkładam jak psa rodzinnego.
Tak. I murder some, I murder one
Wyjaśnij to wszystko, Ferguson.
We ain ' t gotta sing the same old love song
Tnij białą dziewczynę w tych samych czarnych rękawiczkach.
Stara Forsa nie wygląda na forsę nie rób tego sprawiaj, że zawracają na swoim pasie jak U-ey
I patrzę wstecz tylko wtedy, gdy patrzę na jej tyłek.
(At her booty)
Jaki jest powód?
They wanna smoke niggas when they Black & Mild
/ Align = "left" /
Ok cool
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone
Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I' m blue faced on a Tuesday
(Mogę trochę?)
# Patrzbrzanka czarnogardła
Daj plus osiemnaście na e-zaproszenie
I powiedziałem to, co czułem, nie pisać od nowa.
Nah nah, they can ' t hold me June / July, drop something
I double dare you, I ' m Marc Summers
I scorch winter, I burn autumns
Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne
Elle Varner, zakochała się w niej
Muszę czekać w kolejce.
Nikt nie ma na to czasu.
Ain ' t nobody gotta rhyme with that
Too true like it ' s 2 Chainz
Blue Blood like he both gangs
"Where we were, kind thing"
Betchya crawl, all alone