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Kid Cudi - CUD LIFE (Visualizer)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Chant
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Prise de parole
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Paroles/Composition
Christian Boggs
Christian Boggs
Composition
Oladipo Omishore
Oladipo Omishore
Composition
Jonathan Johannes Birkner
Jonathan Johannes Birkner
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Production
Keyon Christ
Keyon Christ
Production
Jonnywood
Jonnywood
Production
Dot Da Genius
Dot Da Genius
Production complémentaire
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
William J. Sullivan
William J. Sullivan
Ingénierie de prise de son
Iain Findlay
Iain Findlay
Ingénierie de prise de son
Greg Truitt
Greg Truitt
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Chaz Sexton
Chaz Sexton
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
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Jean-Baptiste
Jean-Baptiste
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Paroles

Can we please take y'all to rager town? It's a special place, only the strong can survive I think you can handle it, haha INSANO (yo) Ran 'em out town (yo), got 'em all shook and trippin' Watch this drip as I live beyond bounds (whoo) Tell 'em all lyin' fashion, killin' 'em (go) Understand now (yeah) Strollin' through your city abandoned Say "amen", 'cause I'm up from the down Down, down, down, down Ain't had the best luck (luck) Nigga in the struggle like, "Fuck" (fuck) Weekend stressin' (mm) With my whiskey in the cup I was doin' mad bumps off tits, he gon' get it in Now a nigga passed his madness, uh Feelin' like a godly bein' Hold up, and my dreamin'? Seen't it Round the crew up with some girls, we leanin' Wanna get that hypnotic shit now, in fact Hey (yay), that ass fat Yeah, you gotta go hard and tame that, fit that You say, "Don't be shy" (oh) You say, "No fun" (fun) It's you and I (I) You say you want it, yeah (yeah) It's evident, always been relevant You sumbitch (bitch) I'm a better man than I was before, now the blessings comin' in (yeah) Who fly? Who I? Hatin'-ass niggas want my demise (fuck 'em) Said, "Who fly?", who I? Say she brought a friend to my surprise (yeah) On my throne, Cud life (yeah, yeah) Bitch, you know (yeah, yeah) As I smoke this tree, let's zone (yeah) Say I'm goin' where most don't go, goodbye King and his throne Tell them he ain't worried 'bout 'em, gettin' in his zone I'm worth more than all I own Come on, baby, see Come on, baby, see, see, see Back on a trip, let's get it in Been on a wave, and I'm swimmin' again (go) Bumpin' a G63 when I pull up on the block (uh) Wave and the watch pristine, dawg Walk in a fantasy Tell your boyfriend you don't love him, he ain't matter to me (yeah) Don't be mad your bitch chose me me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga, this a rock 'n' roll rage (rage) Hold me down, homie, press play, hey What the hey? Real nigga out the gate When he call for it, there he go stuntin', he the mane, mane (man) I ain't worried, I'm rolling Can't tell a god nothin' when he is coastin' Livin' just how it seems Bounce around the world, oh, so simple dreams (dreams) Sippin', good feelin' (yeah) Been bossin' the grip, killin', whoa Boss Cud, chillin' (go, go, go) Smoke fill the room to the ceilin' (go, go, go) We goin' live, with my drink, I'm blunted Can't nothin' break my high, oh Got all these niggas on warnin' (yeah) Give a fuck what they say (ha) I'm blessin' my mornin' You niggas keep sayin' my name They mad, haha (yeah) 'Cause we on the yacht (yeah) Might think about the times we was broke Then I wake up with a blunt on the coast (yeah) On my throne, Cud life (yeah, yeah) Bitch, you know (yeah, yeah) As I smoke this tree, let's zone (yeah, yeah) Say I'm goin' where most don't go, goodbye King and his throne Tell them he ain't worried 'bout 'em, gettin' in his zone I'm worth more than all I own Come on, baby, see Come on, baby, see, see, see Brace yourself, ragers only I knew you was built for this (fucker)
Writer(s): Oladipo Omishore, Scott Mescudi, Christian Boggs, Jonathan Birkner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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