Chords for Kid Cudi - Dose of Dopeness (Produced by Dot Da Genius)

[D] _ _ Uh-uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh _
Movin' without movin' Pure crush groovin'
Right on track, right on and I'm back Rap X slacks, yeah, I be pooin' on them
Damn right, Mr.
Cuddy, he be dippin' on them Sayin' lie, y'all want the new-new
Explorer like Dora, that's how I got a clue to
So fuckin' underground, barely on YouTube Till day and night, now they all got a clue
Took me a minute, man, took me a while Hard-headed nigga ever since I was wild, a child
But my advances made bitches beg for attention DJs on the mix and they mixes just to toss in some cutters
And I tried to tell my mother, but she ain't under there Figure me on some other
But see, my mommy ain't a fronter So nowadays she call me a bad motherfucker
And just when it seems that the game is hopeless Rearrange some things from a dose of doneness
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-doo, what I do And ah-ah [G]-ah-ah-doo, what I do
And [D] just when it seems that the game is hopeless Rearrange some things from a dose of doneness
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-doo, what I do And ah-ah [G]-ah-ah-doo, what I do
[D] When I do my little dance, I'm sippin' out a cup Protect my people in that back, my people in the front
I do what I do and I do what I do, do
My lil' dance, sippin' out a cup
Pullin' up my pants, she come walkin' up and I'm like
I do what I do and I do what I do, do Ho, nigga
Y'all motherfuckers need to understand the fuckin' game
Shit ain't gon' change
Unless a motherfucker come in and shit, switch it up
Niggas need to open they fuckin' mind, nigga
Cause this is some shit that y'all niggas ain't ready for
You on the diggy, on the smell, man
Movin' when I move it, pure crush groovin'
Right on track, right on and I'm back
You make songs about some new dances
I make songs about the black man advancements
I'm talkin' classic, homie, I'm talkin' monumental
And I don't need much but dot instrumentals
That's how I lay the stencil, me smilin' up out the window
I'm in a leaner dome, that's my crib on the moon
And I'm livin' in hotel rooms, in the mirror
Laughin' at my crooked tooth
How a nigga eat is how a nigga speak
And how a nigga live, his sacrifice was big
And I'ma say it right before the hook
Maybe in due time, baby, I'ma write a book
But I'ma play my 150,000
And dream about an island with model girls
I and, um, hello, hey baby
Um, yeah, some people call me Cudi, some people call me Scott
It don't matter what you wanna call me as long as you call me somethin'
Haha, as long as you call me, baby
But, um, you know, you know, you know
You seem real pretty
And I ain't talkin' about how you look
I'm talkin' about your vibe
Your vibe is cool
I'm pretty hungry, you wanna go get something to eat?
Step on some
Where we goin'?
The moon, the moon, the moon _ _ _ _ _
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