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
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the
To hang in the dark of some hall
home a lot, no TV
Just thoughts, and a heap of good
jeans, same old converse,
Bape and the Walees, so works
Im cool, some mad at it
Lookin in from the outside,
Cant keep that alive
be on my dick, if Kid Cudi die,
dont cry hater, I forgive, now go and get my album and get off my
I smile and I'm pleasant, the weed is the
But if Im in the good, we gonna tear up
Im talking about sex, amounts,
If you're gonna rage, should be all about
take, take another shot or 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 major
Now every little thing I do might make it in the
Cudi found nigga, po-po (whatever)
Mad in the street, no photo (I rage)
Hatin motherfuckas, I know yo
I guess was the life I chose
get up in my mind,
Wanna know me and Amanda Bynes (Amanda please)
Wanna know really, really, who Im dating
Is she or super duper famous? (hmmm)
Is she American, Caucasian, or Asian? (so many)
Or maybe Spanish, it dont matter my nigga, I them all.
As as she dont need stupid amounts of makeup to make up the self esteem
Selfish can reflect the blessing
I am tap dancing on a
raps, I might scream out loud
it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I quit
Im it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I wont
Hey hey hey, whoa whoa whooa! (come on, on)
Hey, whoa whoooa! (come on, come on)
Stoned, let's smoke some weed
Hey, (Let's goo oh whooa)
La la la la la la la
Goodbye.