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Artist/Band:
Kid Cudi
Lyrics for Song: Dat New New
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Kid Cudi
(hello, what it be, to you and yours)
Salutations to all you can call me Cudi
Or Mr. Extravagant cause I'm getting my money.
Way my doors are swayin' its like a bird on wheels
You can come to Ohio, and you can see how it feels
And this the premier, of that new new here
It's gonna take you beyond
Where a jet can leer
But all you gon' hear is something crazy in fact
How I be burning the booth
We'll get you looser than Yak.
Yep yep... you got it...right.
Now don't get left get on your good foot its only right.
that you step and keep boppin' til this shit unfamiliar
If you main line got time then I be drillen' her.
I keep you in my realm i keep you in the sound
I keep myself up high because the haze by the pound. (whaa?)
And my imagination you can look all over the nation
But they ain't see
(Hook)
You can look all over but you'll (you'll) never find
(Hot shit) like mine
WOOP, it blow your mind.
You can look all over but you'll never find
(Hot shit) like mine
Cause I provide
That new new
Salutations my niggas
I'm aware that I'm different
You can still keep it hood
While you're smoking just listen
It don't matter your race
Just take a blunt to the face
And we all gon' rock
Gotta keep up the pace
And the girls gon' twerk
Cause the vibe is poppin'
As well as the bottle
Keep it rockin' don't stop em
At the motel-8
We can park out front
Yeah the flow is unleaded
You sucka niggas will front
Yeah cause Im super-cut-lery-alistic-leaner-ala-docis
And rap ferocious I been coaching the league
I bobble head the public if you love it M dub it
Blood sweat and tears homie I'm made of it
Finish the class if you think nothing bout it
Tell em that grandpa you don't know nothing bout it
Wear kicks once then the leaner come up out em
I been saying it, you was playing em
Now you know.
(Hook)
What it be to my ladies
With the bodies that kill
We were boppin' on money
Fuck with me cause you're real
See you shakin' it fast
On some mystical shit
You could slap that nigga
If he call you a bitch
Yeah I see you with that
But you should be on this
It's that Henney and Cocoa-Cola
Come over and sit
Won't you tell me your name
Tell me where you be at
I know you know that them hot
But I don't wanna hear that
You see I aim for a check before
I aim for sex
Niggas aim for death
They trying to fuck with the blessed
Ain't no fucking with amateurs
Run past the novice
Sip hella lean
To see who talks the slowest
Ain't no stopping me at all
You need to saw it off with maybe a chainsaw
And even if that
The crack that I brew is still new
You nigas think acute while Cudi is obtuse
(Hook)
Yeah yeah uh uh
That new new
I do
That new new
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Kid Cudi
"Other Songs - Kid Cudi"
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