Kid Cudi - CuDi Spazzin' lyrics
Kid Cudi [Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi] Cleveland, Ohio. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kid Cudi - CuDi Spazzin' lyrics]
Cleveland style yeah, yeah, yeah
Plain Pat, what up
Whoa, Nellie, I don't even think they ready
They flow is too shitty
Not me I can't get with it
Gon' with it, Kid Cudi the illy, rep my city
In the navy blue Cutlass, no roof above him
Hoes, they love 'em
Model girls I cut and fuck 'em
Hey, I rep that double-O, you ain't on the ho
I got my man Chip the Rip
Wit' a Spanish bitch takin' flicks
And she gon take a lick, yeah, mami
Later on, we gettin' sushi
Mami eatin' edamame west Coast so I'm ghost
Holla at my nigga Travie we wheelin'
Pick up the Heroes or the Gym Class topping
The charts with the art
That exhibit's couldn't exhibit
The grizzle, I live it
Run passed the timid livin'
In the bubble, keep the number when I mumble
Wit skill, red-rum them trynna figure out him
Baptize myself in the river of Henn-essy
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself
Go, go, Mach 5 flow
Do you want mo' you shall receive with a sea
Deep in the realm if you
Felt like you were alone, no fair
Salute the underdog, I am here in the clear
Over there, niggas ain't diff, what if
I was them, I would be a simp, no dopeness
Will ever, ever be my aura (Aura)
Steve Urkel nigga, lookin' for a Laura
Proceed, I am the One
Too cliché to call me Neo
If anything dope has arrived rap wise
As far as overall killin' body, embody him
Now that the mores to
Accommodate the carcasses (carcasses)
My heart is titanium alloy
So if you come up with
Ploys to destroy my passion
I'ma tell you now, you are better off passin'
(Passin') stop writin' checks that your
Ass can't cash in, bro (Bro)
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Plain Pat, what up? Emile, what up?
Dot Da Genius, what up? Rob Walker, what up?
Wale, what up? Travis, what up?
88, what up? Kanye, what up?
SK, what up? My nigga, Hawk, what up?
10Deep, what up? Choo Choo, what up?
My nigga Ritz, what up? My nigga Zully
What up? Pitbull, what up? Big Poe, what up?
Mickey Factz, what up? Kidz in the Hall
What up?
Brooklyn, what up? Cleveland, what up?
Cincinnati, what up? Columbus, what up?
Toledo, what up? Ohio, what up? Uh
Plain Pat, what up
Whoa, Nellie, I don't even think they ready
They flow is too shitty
Not me I can't get with it
Gon' with it, Kid Cudi the illy, rep my city
In the navy blue Cutlass, no roof above him
Hoes, they love 'em
Model girls I cut and fuck 'em
Hey, I rep that double-O, you ain't on the ho
I got my man Chip the Rip
Wit' a Spanish bitch takin' flicks
And she gon take a lick, yeah, mami
Later on, we gettin' sushi
Mami eatin' edamame west Coast so I'm ghost
Holla at my nigga Travie we wheelin'
Pick up the Heroes or the Gym Class topping
The charts with the art
That exhibit's couldn't exhibit
The grizzle, I live it
Run passed the timid livin'
In the bubble, keep the number when I mumble
Wit skill, red-rum them trynna figure out him
Baptize myself in the river of Henn-essy
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself
Go, go, Mach 5 flow
Do you want mo' you shall receive with a sea
Deep in the realm if you
Felt like you were alone, no fair
Salute the underdog, I am here in the clear
Over there, niggas ain't diff, what if
I was them, I would be a simp, no dopeness
Will ever, ever be my aura (Aura)
Steve Urkel nigga, lookin' for a Laura
Proceed, I am the One
Too cliché to call me Neo
If anything dope has arrived rap wise
As far as overall killin' body, embody him
Now that the mores to
Accommodate the carcasses (carcasses)
My heart is titanium alloy
So if you come up with
Ploys to destroy my passion
I'ma tell you now, you are better off passin'
(Passin') stop writin' checks that your
Ass can't cash in, bro (Bro)
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself
Open up your heart and you will understand me
Fall into the music and let yourself go
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Plain Pat, what up? Emile, what up?
Dot Da Genius, what up? Rob Walker, what up?
Wale, what up? Travis, what up?
88, what up? Kanye, what up?
SK, what up? My nigga, Hawk, what up?
10Deep, what up? Choo Choo, what up?
My nigga Ritz, what up? My nigga Zully
What up? Pitbull, what up? Big Poe, what up?
Mickey Factz, what up? Kidz in the Hall
What up?
Brooklyn, what up? Cleveland, what up?
Cincinnati, what up? Columbus, what up?
Toledo, what up? Ohio, what up? Uh