Dose Of Dopeness Lyrics - Singles - Kid Cudi

Whoa 

Yeah 

Whoa oh oh oh 

Yeah 

Whoa oh oh 

[Verse 1] 

Movin' wit out 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 

'Till Day N Night, 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 

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

And I tried to tell my mother 

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

But see my mommy 'aint a fronter 

So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker 

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[Hook] x2 

And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless 

We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness 

I, I do, what I do 

And, I, I do, what I do 

[Bridge] 

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 do, what I do, do 

Do my little dance 

Sippin' out of 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 

Photos 

Whoah, 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 Ya'll niggas ain't ready for 

[Verse 2] 

Moovin' wit out moovin', 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 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, is sacrifice was big 

And I'mma say it right before the hook 

Maybe in due time, Pimpin', I'mma write a book 

But now I'mma play my Andre 3000 

And dream about an island wit model girls eyein' 

[Outro] 

Um... Hello... 

Hey Baby... 

Um... yeah 

Some people call me CuDi 

Some people call me Scott 

It don't matter what you want to 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' about your vibe 

Your vibe is pretty 

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

Sip on something? 

Where we going? 

The Moon...