| You can depend on Cud Life to kill it
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| Having guillotine dreams with my enemies, oh
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| See 'em in the ditch, see 'em out, hit the exit
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| Can’t stand to hear a bitch nigga mouth
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| I took a hook in the road to get in the mode, geronimo
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| Get in my jeans, white tee, Cleveland fitted
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| Hoes know me 'round the map, I can’t hide the old summers Hit the fuse and I
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| lit it
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| The rest unfolds, tell me, how the fuck does he does it?
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| Levels unreachable, can’t pin 'him to a mold
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| It’s like a nigga been here before, shit is a bore
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| My thoughts soar in the AM
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| Slay them like a machine round the clock with the 12 gauge aim
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| Telling Satan to fuck off, hated the hand I was given
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| Tossed that shit back, like God must be kidding
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| And not for a nigga like me, not for the family
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| Not for the similar plans I just dumped
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| And I made me some choices, heard voices follow
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| No, can’t stop a man with passion
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| These hoes don’t distract a god, I am no clown
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| Grown man laying the stones all around in my throne
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| My kingdom, throwing from space
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| Fuck all expressions on face, this is the case
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| I’m in place to be great, hmm
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| No fakes, raising the stakes
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| I’m in place to be great, hmm, hmm, hmm
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| Uh, doing music, TV and movies, sitting on the floors we ain’t heard of
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| And the media wanna act like I ain’t out here (I'm out here)
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| Running laps around these hoes (for years)
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| Running the game with no cheat codes
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| Unfuckwittable with two T’s nigga, who else but Cud?
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| Give a motherfuck
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| I does it, I, I, I does it and, I does it, yeah
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| I, I, I does it yeah, I, I does it yeah, oh, oh, oh
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| Nigga, I does it, yeah, oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah
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| Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah, I does it, yeah, oh, oh
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| Thought the kid dough cause I’m in a oven often
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| The kush in the lungs, a bushel of nugs
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| Awaken the dope, but they never dissolve the
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| Got the homies in the hood and they wanna rage on
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| Fast lane, pushing to the limit
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| Uh, enjoy the spoils, but don’t bask in it
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| But see, I really wanna get me a farm and grow crop
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| Live with some girls who love me and this cock
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| The more I grow, the more I double in powers
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| Non-ambitious for cowards, trippy go for toe
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| Won’t be a drone clone, half-hearted
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| Sheep in the herd, brainwashed at what cost
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| I’m a raise some hell, you know this
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| And if I piss people off along the way, bonus
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| Cause these niggas are stale chips
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| All around thinking they’re fresh with the stale shit
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| And corny bitches need corny niggas, that’s well fit
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| God has a plan for everybody but I’m it, Chosen
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| Scotty 'bout to even the mood
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| Get lost in the tune
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| Forget it all, take flight my doves
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| Say we are the, we are the knights in the world
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| Listen baby can you see in the club, we gettin' bent up
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| The sun up, egg, cheese, sunny-side up
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| I’m waiting for you, and taking the cue
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| Having a drink
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| Let’s make it a few
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| Here’s to you, you, you, and you
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| Salute
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| Hmmm, I bid you adieu
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| Salute
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| Uh, doing music, TV and movies sitting on the floors we ain’t heard of
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| And the media wanna act like I ain’t out here (I'm out here)
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| Running laps around these hoes winning and grinning no cheat codes
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| Unfuckwittable with two T’s nigga, who else but Cud?
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| Give a mother fuck
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| I does it, I, I, I does it and, I does it yeah
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| I, I, I does it yeah, I, I does it yeah, oh, oh, oh
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| Nigga, I does it yeah, oh, I, nigga I does it yeah
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| Oh, oh, oh, I does it yeah, I does it yeah, oh, oh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Does It, artist - Kid Cudi. Album song Passion, Pain & Demon Slayin', in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп