Слова песни Dose Of Dopeness Kid Cudi

Moving without moving. Pure crush groovin’Right on track, right on and I’m backRap ex-lax, yeah I be pooing on ‘emDamn right, Mr Cudi he be dippin’ on ‘emSay it loud, you all want the new newExplorer like DoraThats how I got a clue tooSo f-cking underground, barely on YoutubeTill Day N Nite now they al got a clue whoTook me a minute man, took me a whileHard headed n*gga, ever since I was wild a childBut my ambitions made b*tches beg for intentionsDJ’s unmixing they mixes just to toss in some cudderAnd I tried to tell my mother, but she aint understandFigure I’m some otherBut see my mommy ‘aint a fronterSo nowadays she calls me a bad motherf*cker

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And, just when it seemed that the game is hopelessWe arranged some things for a dose of dopenessI, I do, what I doAnd, I, I do, what I do

And, just when it seemed that the game is hopelessWe arranged some things for a dose of dopenessI, I do, what I doAnd, I, I do, what I do

Do my little danceSippin’ out of cupAll my people in the backMy people in the front

I, I do, What I doAnd, I, I do, what I do, do

Do my little danceSippin’ outta cupPulling up my pantsShe come walkin’ upAnd I’m like..

I, I do, What I doAnd, I, I do, what I do, do

Wooooooo, n*gga!Y’all motherf*ckers need to understand the f*ckin’ gamesh*t ain’t gon’ change unless a motherf*cker come in this sh*t, switch it upn*ggas need to open they f*ckin’ minds, n*gga!Cause this is some sh*t, that Ya’ll n*ggas ain’t ready for

Movin’ without movin’Pure Crush Groovin’Right on track, right on and I’m backYou make songs about some new dancesI make songs ’bout the black man advancementsI’m talkin’ classic homieI’m talkin’ monumentalAnd I don’t need muchBut Dot instrumentalsThat’s how I lay the stencilMe smilin’ up out the windowI’m in the leaner domeThat’s my crib on the moonAnd I’m livin’ in hotel roomsIn the mirror, laughing at my crooked toothHow a n*gga eat, is how a n*gga speakAnd how a n*gga live, is sacrifice what’s bigAnd I’mma say it right before the hookMaybe in due time, Pimpin’, I’ma write a bookBut now I’ma play my Andre 3000And dream about an island wit’ model girls eyein’

Um, Hello…Hey Baby…Um…yeahSome people call me CuDiSome people call me ScottIt don’t matter what you want to call me, as long as you call me somethingAs long as you call me, BabyBut UmmYou knowYou seem real prettyAnd I ain’t talkin’ bout how you lookI’m talkin’ bout your vibeYour vibe is prettyI’m pretty hungryYou wanna get something to eatSip on somethingWhere we going?The moon