DOSE OF DOPENESS (2007) - Kid Cudi

Uh, oh-oh-oh (Yeah)

Uh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah)

Uh, oh-oh-oh (Headbanger)

Movin' without movin', pure crush groovin'

Right on track, right on and I'm back

Rap Ex-Lax, yeah, I be pooin' on 'em

Damn right, Mr. Cudi, he be dippin' on 'em

Say it loud, y'all want the new-new

Explorer like Dora, that's how I got a clue, too

So fucking underground, barely on YouTube

'Til "Day 'N' Nite," now they all got a clue who

Took me a minute man, took me a while

Hard headed nigga ever since I was wild, a child

But my ambitions made bitches beg for attention

DJs un-mixin' their mixes, just to toss in some Cudder

And I tried to tell my mother

But she ain't underdig, figure me on some other

But see, my mommy ain't a fronter

So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker

And just when it seemed that the game is hopeless

We arrange some things for a dose of dopeness

I, I do, what I do

And I, I do, what I do, do

And just when it seems that the game is hopeless

We arrange some things for a dose of dopeness

I, I do, what I do

And I, I do, what I do, do

Do my little dance, sippin' out a 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' out a cup

Pullin' 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

Woah, nigga!

Y'all motherfuckers need to understand the fuckin' game

Shit ain't gon' change unless a motherfucker come in this shit, switch it up

Niggas need to open they fuckin' minds, nigga

'Cause this is some shit, that y'all niggas ain't ready for

Ya underdig, ya understand me?

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 now I'm livin' in hotel rooms

In the mirror, laughing at my crooked tooth

How a nigga eat, is how a nigga speak

And how a nigga live, the sacrifice was big

And I'ma say it right before the hook

Maybe in due time, pimpin', I'ma write a book

But now I'ma play my André 3000

And dream about an island with 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 wanna call me, as long as you call me something

As long as you call me, baby

But um

You know

You seem real pretty

And I ain't talkin' bout how you look

I'm talkin' 'bout your, your vibe

Your vibe is pretty

I'm pretty hungry, you want to go get something to eat?

Sip on something?

Where we going?

The moon...