Luyện nghe bài hát Cudderisback

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

Im back
Cudder.
Ottoman couch, how handsome your
Lovelier now, but dressed for
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the
To in the dark of some parliamentary hall
Stay a lot, no TV
thoughts, and a heap of good weed
Same jeans, old converse,
Bape tees and the Walees, so
Im cool, niggas mad at it
in from the outside, fantastic
Cant keep negative 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 is the essence
But if Im in the good, we tear shit up
Im talking sex, ridiculous amounts,
cause If you're gonna rage, should be all
take, take shot or youre soft
Dream on campaign Im the loving boss
Haters my balls, two time
I say goodbye because I'm on mine
All my life, do something major
Now every little thing I do might make it in the
found yall nigga, po-po (whatever)
Mad drunk in the street, no (I rage)
motherfuckas, I dont know yo
I guess this was the life I
get up in my mind,
Wanna about me and Amanda Bynes (Amanda please)
know really, really, really who Im dating
Is she civilian or super duper (hmmm)
Is she African American, Caucasian, or (so many)
Or maybe Spanish, it dont my nigga, I love them all.
As long as she dont need stupid 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 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.