Do Ya Like Chord Childish Gambino

Capo 2 with [Am] [Dm] [Em]


INTRO
Words that I made up
You say my name like
Words that I made up
You say my name like

CHORUS
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh

Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh

VERSE
Childish Gambino got that swagger
All these py ns ’round here don’t matter
All that I know is that I wanna dance with ya
Move in closer before I’m gon’ kiss ya
Know that you know me, don’t act stupid
You seem different, tired of these groupies
I’m on fire, won’t find figga
Got big shots saying, ”That’s that n
**a”
Hovy with glasses, Weezy but geeky
Girls in the lobby tryin’ to meet me
I ain’t afraid to say it, yeah I love these hoes
And their glasses, and their jacket, and their hipster clothes
Yes, I’m always on tour, what you mad at that for?
I’m slamming that thing like a Cadillac door
I love fast women, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Have your cake and eat it, baby it’s your birthday

CHORUS
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh

Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh

VERSE
“It ain’t tricking if ya” you know, ”baby, I” you know
Mama, you are with the right man, Juno
Tell me what you wanna do, I will make it happen
I just wanna get you home and uh, uh, uh, uh, oh
Yes, I’m drinking whiskey, baby I am gone tonight
NBC is not the only thing I’m cg on tonight
Gross, why the f
k I say these things?
It isn’t over, haven’t heard the chubby lady sing
Everybody love me, call a n
a Raymond
These weak ns always in your face like Raybans
Yes, I bring the heat, girl, fire for fireman
Baby, I’m your hero, Donald for Spiderman
I’m in love with you, but this is not tennis
And baby stay stacked like she bad at Tetris
Rude boy, I Rihanna that v
a
Tell your boy, good luck tryin’ to find ya

CHORUS
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh

OUTRO
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like
uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh uh, uh uh uhhh
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uhhh