Luyện nghe bài hát Cudderisback

up?
Mm-hmm.
Nigga.
its me. (Haha!)

Im back
Cudder.
Ottoman couch, how handsome furniture
Lovelier now, but dressed for
you to sit for a portrait on the wall
To hang in the of some parliamentary hall
home a lot, no TV
Just thoughts, and a heap of weed
Same jeans, old converse,
Bape and the Walees, so works
Im cool, niggas mad at it
Lookin in the outside, fantastic
Cant that negative alive
They be on my dick, if Kid die,
dont cry hater, I forgive, now go and get my album and get off my
I smile and I'm pleasant, the is the essence
But if Im in the good, we gonna shit up
Im about sex, ridiculous amounts,
cause If you're rage, should be all about
take, another shot or youre soft
Dream on campaign Im the mother loving
suck my balls, two time
I say goodbye because I'm on mine
All my life, wanna do something
Now every little I do might make it in the paper
found yall nigga, po-po (whatever)
Mad in the street, no photo (I rage)
Hatin motherfuckas, I know yo
I this was the life I chose
get up in my mind,
Wanna about me and Amanda Bynes (Amanda please)
Wanna really, really, really who Im dating
Is she civilian or duper famous? (hmmm)
Is she American, Caucasian, or Asian? (so many)
Or maybe Spanish, it dont matter my nigga, I them all.
As long as she need stupid amounts of makeup to make up the self esteem
Selfish dreams can the blessing
I am tap on a cloud
raps, I might scream out loud
it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I wont
Im it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I wont
Hey hey hey, whoa whooa! (come on, come on)
Hey, whoa whoooa! (come on, come on)
Stoned, let's smoke some more
Hey, (Let's goo oh whooa)
La la la la la la la
Goodbye.