Does It Lyrics - Kid Cudi

You can depend on Cud Life to kill it, having guillotine dreams with my enemies (oh!) 

See em in the ditch, see em out 

Hit the X can't stand to hear a bitch nigga mouth 

Took a hook in the road to get in the mode, geronimo 

Get em a jeans, white tee, Cleveland fitted 

Hoes know me round the map, I can't hide the old summers 

Litted 

The rest unfolds, tell me how the fuck does he does it 

Levels unreachable, can't pin em to a mole 

Its' like a nigga been here before, shit is a bore 

My thoughts sore in the AM 

Slay them like a machine round the clock with the 12 gauge aim 

Telling Satan to fuck off 

Hated the hand I was given 

Tossed that shit back like "God must be kidding" 

And not for a nigga like me, not for the family 

Not for the similar plans I just dumped 

And I made simple choices, her voices follow 

No can't stop a man with passion 

These hoes don't distract a God, I am no clown 

Grown man laying in stones all around in my throne 

My kingdom throwing from space 

Fuck all expressions on face, this is the case 

I'm in a place to be great, hmm 

No fakes, raising the stakes 

I'm in a 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 

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here) 

Running laps around these hoes (for years!) 

Running the game with no cheat codes 

Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else but Cud 

Give a mother fuck 

I does it, I, I, I does it and I does it, yeah 

I, I, I does it, yeah 

I, I does it, yeah, oh, oh, oh 

Nigga, I does it yeah, 

Oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah 

Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah 

I does it yeah, oh, oh 

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The little kiddo cuz from [?] 

The kush in the lungs, the bush in the lungs 

Awaken the dope you ain't never sold 

Got the homies in the hood and they ready to rage on 

Fast lane pushing to the limit 

Uh, enjoy the spoils but no baskin' in it 

But see I really wanna give me if I'ma go crowd live with some girls who love me in this condom 

The more I grow, the more I double in powers 

Non ambitious for cowards, trippy go for toes 

Won't be a drone clone, half hearted 

Sheep in the heard, brainwashed to low cause 

And if I piss people off along the way, bonus 

Cause these niggas are stale chips, all around thinking they're fresh with the stale shit 

And corny bitches need corny niggas that's well fit 

God has a plan for everybody but I'm it, chosen 

Scotty bout to even the mood, get lost in the tomb 

Say we are, we are, the knights in the world 

The sun up, sunny side up, running from you, taking the que 

Having a drink 

Here's to you, you, you, and you 

Salute 

Hmmm, I bet you would do 

Salute 

Uh, doing music, TV and movies sitting on the floors we ain't heard of 

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here) 

Running laps around these hoes 

Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else become 

Give a mother fuck 

I does it, I, I, I does it and I does it, yeah 

I, I, I does it, yeah 

I, I does it, yeah, oh, oh, oh 

Nigga, I does it, yeah 

Oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah 

Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah 

I does it, yeah, oh, oh