Luyện nghe bài hát Cudderisback

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

Im baby
Cudder.
Ottoman couch, how handsome your
Lovelier now, but for funeral
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the
To hang in the dark of some parliamentary
Stay 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 negative
be on my dick, if Kid Cudi die,
dont cry hater, I forgive, now go and get my and get off my dick
I smile and I'm pleasant, the weed is the
But if Im in the good, we gonna shit up
Im about 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 suck my balls, two
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
found yall nigga, po-po (whatever)
Mad drunk in the street, no (I rage)
Hatin motherfuckas, I know yo
I this was the life I chose
get up in my mind,
Wanna know me and Amanda Bynes (Amanda please)
know really, 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 love all.
As long as she need stupid amounts of makeup to make up the self esteem
dreams 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 quit
Hey hey hey, whoa whooa! (come on, come on)
Hey, whoa whoooa! (come on, come on)
Stoned, let's smoke more weed
Hey, (Let's goo oh whooa)
La la la la la la la
Goodbye.