Song | Dat New New |
Artist | Kid Cudi |
Album | Stoner Charm |
(…Head-banger) | |
(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 gona 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 dont 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 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 niggaz | |
I’m aware that I’m different | |
You can still keep it hood | |
While you’re smoking just listen | |
It dont matter your race | |
Just take a blunt to the face | |
And we all gon rock | |
Gota keep up the pace | |
And the girls gon twerk it | |
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 niggaz 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 im made of it | |
Finish the class if you think nothin bout it | |
Tell em that grandpa you don’t know nothin bout it | |
Wear kicks once then the leaner come up out em | |
I been saying it, you waz playin 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 mystikal 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 ain’t for a check before | |
I aint for sex | |
Niggaz aim for death | |
They tryin to fuck with the blessed | |
Ain’t no fuckin with amateurs | |
Run past the novas | |
Sip hella lean | |
And 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 guys think acute but Cudi is obtuse |
Headbanger | |
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 gona 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 dont 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 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 niggaz | |
I' m aware that I' m different | |
You can still keep it hood | |
While you' re smoking just listen | |
It dont matter your race | |
Just take a blunt to the face | |
And we all gon rock | |
Gota keep up the pace | |
And the girls gon twerk it | |
Cause the vibe is poppin' | |
As well as the bottle | |
Keep it rockin' don' t stop em | |
At the motel8 | |
We can park out front | |
Yeah the flow is unleaded | |
You sucka niggaz will front | |
Yeah cause Im supercutleryalisticleaneraladocis | |
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 im made of it | |
Finish the class if you think nothin bout it | |
Tell em that grandpa you don' t know nothin bout it | |
Wear kicks once then the leaner come up out em | |
I been saying it, you waz playin 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 mystikal 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 CocoaCola | |
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 ain' t for a check before | |
I aint for sex | |
Niggaz aim for death | |
They tryin to fuck with the blessed | |
Ain' t no fuckin with amateurs | |
Run past the novas | |
Sip hella lean | |
And 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 guys think acute but Cudi is obtuse |