Does It lyrics - Kid Cudi

You can depend on Cud Life to kill it

Having guillotine dreams with my enemies, oh

See 'em in the ditch, see 'em out, hit the exit

Can't stand to hear a bitch nigga mouth

I took a hook in the road to get in the mode, geronimo

Get in my jeans, white tee, Cleveland fitted

Hoes know me 'round the map, I can't hide the old summers Hit the fuse and I lit it

The rest unfolds, tell me, how the fuck does he does it?

Levels unreachable, can't pin 'him to a mold

It's like a nigga been here before, shit is a bore

My thoughts soar in the AM

Slay them like a machine round the clock with the 12 gauge aim

Telling Satan to fuck off, hated the hand I was given

Tossed that shit back, like God must be kidding

And not for a nigga like me, not for the family

Not for the similar plans I just dumped

And I made me some choices, heard voices follow

No, can't stop a man with passion

These hoes don't distract a god, I am no clown

Grown man laying the stones all around in my throne

My kingdom, throwing from space

Fuck all expressions on face, this is the case

I'm in place to be great, hmm

No fakes, raising the stakes

I'm in place to be great, hmm, hmm, hmm

Uh, doing music, TV and movies, sitting on the floors we ain't heard of

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here)

Running laps around these hoes (for years)

Running the game with no cheat codes

Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else but Cud?

Give a motherfuck

I does it, I, I, I does it and, I does it, yeah

I, I, I does it yeah, I, I does it yeah, oh, oh, oh

Nigga, I does it, yeah, oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah, I does it, yeah, oh, oh

Thought the kid dough cause I'm in a oven often

The kush in the lungs, a bushel of nugs

Awaken the dope, but they never dissolve the [?]

Got the homies in the hood and they wanna rage on

Fast lane, pushing to the limit

Uh, enjoy the spoils, but don't bask in it

But see, I really wanna get me a farm and grow crop

Live with some girls who love me and this cock

The more I grow, the more I double in powers

Non-ambitious for cowards, trippy go for toe

Won't be a drone clone, half-hearted

Sheep in the herd, brainwashed at what cost

I'm a raise some hell, you know this

And if I piss people off along the way, bonus

Cause these niggas are stale chips

All around thinking they're fresh with the stale shit

And corny bitches need corny niggas, that's well fit

God has a plan for everybody but I'm it, Chosen

Scotty 'bout to even the mood

Get lost in the tune

Forget it all, take flight my doves

Say we are the, we are the knights in the world

Listen baby can you see in the club, we gettin' bent up

The sun up, egg, cheese, sunny-side up

I'm waiting for you, and taking the cue

Having a drink

Let's make it a few

Here's to you, you, you, and you

Salute

Hmmm, I bid you adieu

Salute

Uh, doing music, TV and movies sitting on the floors we ain't heard of

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here)

Running laps around these hoes winning and grinning no cheat codes

Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else but Cud?

Give a mother fuck

I does it, I, I, I does it and, I does it yeah

I, I, I does it yeah, I, I does it yeah, oh, oh, oh

Nigga, I does it yeah, oh, I, nigga I does it yeah

Oh, oh, oh, I does it yeah, I does it yeah, oh, oh