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Childish Gambino Lyrics
"This Is America"

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away

We just wanna party
Party just for you
We just want the money
Money just for you

I know you wanna party
Party just for me
Girl, you got me dancin'
(yeah, girl, you got me dancin')
Dance and shake the frame

We just wanna party (yeah)
Party just for you (yeah)
We just want the money (yeah)
Money just for you (you)

I know you wanna party (yeah)
Party just for me (yeah)
Girl, you got me dancin'
(yeah, girl, you got me dancin')
Dance and shake the frame (you)

This is America
Don't catch you slippin' up
Don't catch you slippin' up
Look what I'm whippin' up

This is America (woo)
Don't catch you slippin' up
Don't catch you slippin' up
Look what I'm whippin' up

This is America (skrrt, skrrt, woo)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy)
Look at how I'm livin' now
Police be trippin' now (woo)

Yeah, this is America (woo, ayy)
Guns in my area (word, my area)
I got the strap (ayy)
I gotta carry 'em

Yeah, yeah, I'ma go into this (ugh)
Yeah, yeah, this is guerilla (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'ma go get the bag
Yeah, yeah, or I'ma get the pad
Yeah, yeah, I'm so cold like, yeah (yeah)
I'm so dope like, yeah (woo)
We gon' blow like yeah (straight up, uh)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
tell somebody
You go tell somebody

Grandma told me
Get your money
(get your money)
Get your money
(get your money)
Get your money Black man
(get your-Black man)
Get your money Black man
(get your-Black man)
Black man

This is America (woo, ayy)
Don't catch you slippin' up
(woo, woo, don't catch you slippin', now)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy, woah)
Look what I'm whippin' up (Slime!)
This is America (yeah, yeah)
Don't catch you slippin' up (woah, ayy)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy, woo)
Look what I'm whippin' up (ayy)

Look how I'm geekin' out (hey)
I'm so fitted (I'm so fitted, woo)
I'm on Gucci (I'm on Gucci)
I'm so pretty (yeah, yeah)

I'm gon' get it (ayy, I'm gon' get it)
Watch me move (blaow)
This a celly (ha)
That's a tool (yeah)

On my Kodak (woo, Black)
Ooh, know that
(yeah, know that, hold on)
Get it (get it, get it)
Ooh, work it (21)

Hunnid bands, hunnid bands,
hunnid bands (hunnid bands)
Contraband, contraband,
contraband (contraband)
I got the plug in Oaxaca (woah)
They gonna find you like blocka (blaow)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
tell somebody
America,
I just checked my following list, and
You go tell somebody
you mothafuckas owe me

Grandma told me
Get your money
Black man (black man)
Get your money
Black man (black man)
Get your money
Black man
(get your-Black man)
Get your money
Black man
(get your-Black man)
Black man
(One, two, three-get down)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
tell somebody
You go tell somebody

Grandma told me
Get your money
Get your money
Black man (Black man)
Get your money
Black man (Black man)
Get your money
Black man (Black man)
Get your money
Black man (Black man)
Black man

You just a Black man in this world
You just a barcode, ayy
You just a Black man in this world
Drivin' expensive foreigns, ayy

You just a big dawg, yeah
I kenneled him in the backyard
No probably ain't life to a dog
For a big dog