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KID CUDI lyrics : "TGIF"

CHORUS
Ayyy, what it do my dude
I'm livin life dawg what about you

And i ain't even gatta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gatta ^!$$% sky high
So I'm, watchin my moves

From the shoes on the cool beat
Damned if a ^!$$% aint high to da roof
Pimp tight get it right homie more or less

Gatta thank god I'm fresh

V1

Oh I rearrange faces when I drop,
I'm super duper cudi,
Candy paint the rag top

Can't nobody even tell I'm sippin when I lean
They gimme to my fans,
I'm country till I decease

Pleaseee,
I stay up on my creep so to come up
Gatta look the part superstar, no stunnas

I'm the censorship that make you think I lost my mind
I'm the only ^!$$% that could watch the sun and don't go blind
She fine as she wannabe

But she wanna check though
Dodging and popping pictures,
Like the hoes was working with the law

Back and shaker pictures, tryna play me to the left
Now I pick the hoes that I want,
And give my ^!$$%s what is left

I don't kno if it's the name or the bake on bottoms
Keep them on sleep them 501's
You can't knock em

Use ta have the honda with the 30 day tags
That was in the past
NOW I'm bout to throw em on the JAG


CHORUS
Ayyy, what it do my dude

I'm livin life dawg what about you
And i ain't even gatta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gatta ^!$$% sky high

So I'm, watchin my moves
From the shoes on the cool beat
Damned if a ^!$$% aint high to da roof

Pimp tight get it right homie more or less
Gatta thank god I'm fresh

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