kid cudi
dope of dopeness
Moving without moving pure crush groovin' Right on track, right on and I'm back Rap ex-lax, yeah I be pooing on ‘em Damn right, mr cudi he be dippin' on ‘em Say it loud, you all want the new new Explorer like dora Thats how I got a clue too So fucki*g underground, barely on youtube Till day n nite now they al got a clue who Took me a minute man, took me a while Hard headed nig*a, ever since I was wild a child But my ambitions made bitches beg for intentions Dj's unmixing they mixes just to toss in some cudder And I tried to tell my mother, but she aint understand Figure I'm some other But see my mommy ‘aint a fronter So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness I, I do, what I do And, I, I do, what I do And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness I, I do, what I do And, I, I do, what I do Do my little dance Sippin' out of cup All my people in the back My people in the front I, I do, what I do And, I, I do, what I do, do Do my little dance Sippin' outta cup Pulling up my pants She come walkin' up And I'm like I, I do, what I do And, I, I do, what I do, do Woo, nig*a! Y'all motherfuckers need to understand the fuck*n' game Shit ain't gon' change unless a motherfuc*er come in this sh*t, switch it up Nig*as need to open they fuck*n' minds, nig*a! Cause this is some shit, that ya'll nig*as ain't ready for Movin' without movin' Pure crush groovin' Right on track, right on and I'm back You make songs about some new dances I make songs 'bout the black man advancements I'm talkin' classic homie I'm talkin' monumental And I don't need much But dot instrumentals That's how I lay the stencil Me smilin' up out the window I'm in the leaner dome That's my crib on the moon And I'm livin' in hotel rooms In the mirror, laughing at my crooked tooth How a nig*a eat, is how a nig*a speak And how a nig*a live, is sacrifice what's big And I'mma say it right before the hook Maybe in due time, pimpin', I'm write a book But now I'm play my andré 3000 And dream about an island wit' model girls eyein' Um, hello Hey baby Um yeah Some people call me cudi Some people call me scott It don't matter what you want to call me, as long as you call me something As long as you call me, baby But umm You know You seem real pretty And I ain't talkin' bout how you look I'm talkin' bout your vibe Your vibe is pretty I'm pretty hungry You wanna get something to eat Sip on something Where we going? The moon