Artist: Childish Gambino (Donald Glover) Album: Camp Song: Heartbeat Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Chorus: repeat 2X] I wanted you to know, that I am ready to go Heartbeat, a heartbeat I wanted you to know, whenever you are around Can't speak, I can't speak [Childish Gambino] I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff tight He go and make breakfast You walk around naked I might just text you Turn your phone over When it's all over, no settling down My text go to your screen, you know better than that I come around when you least expect me I'm sittin at the bar when your glass is empty You thinkin that the song's coming on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you left me You start callin, you start cryin I come over, I'm inside you I can't find you; the girl that I once had But the sex that we have isn't half bad The text say that "It's not fair" That's code for "He's not here" And I'ma flirt with this new girl And I'ma call if it don't work So we fuck 'til it come to conclusions All the things that we thought we was losing I'm ghost and you know this That's why we broke up in the first place; cause [Chorus] [Childish Gambino] It's late night Thursday I know that you heard me But you don't want the same thing Well two can play that game So I'm chillin with my girlfriend But she not my real girlfriend She got a key to my place but she's not my real girlfriend Stupid, so dummy Say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin I'm paranoid that these girls want somethin from me And it's hard to make a dime go one hundred And my dude freakin out over a worse fate She on time, but she late for they first date Cause he went and tried out all new condoms Slipped off in a threesome, good problems? Right? Wrong; askin him if she wanna play games with the +Super Smash Bros.+ but none of 'em you I miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two I was wrong, but would you have listened to you? Uh, you were crazy I got a heart, but the artichoke is only thing girls want when you in that smokin light [Chorus] [Childish Gambino] So we're done? This the real shit? We used to hold hands like field trips I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real dick I read his posts on your wall and I feel sick He ain't cool~! He ball and all that But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps You coulda wait to date I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggaz that you say you hate You know that I'm the best when I'm a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had, face it J and Keyshia are related, racist I give you money then you burn me,like you made off She ain't a killer but she'd fuckingblow your head off I know he wonderin "What the fuck you hiding" That we dated like raps about Bin Laden Aiyyofuck this Are we datin? Are we fuckin? Are we best friends? Are we somethin in between that? I wish we never fucked, and I mean that But not really You say the nastiest shit in bed and it's fuckin awesome