Kid Cudi - Solo Dolo Pt. 2 lyrics

I don't need, I don't need nobody Please shut the front door and walk right in In the land of the man who rock it hard for them Super Solo Dolo attack, run into that If you'd like to know, yes, I am on acid Who could it be? K-I-D Searching all day in the streets for DMT Don't sip it, though it couldn't answer Drip, drip all day bumpin' MGMT, homie Watch who you hate on, fam', without the facts Sad n***as back in the hood bumpin' Ratatat To me it was a dream, a fiend to understand that You never seen a n***a like me? I just tell 'em I'm an oxymoron when I open my mouth Cause people talk sh** before knowing what I'm about But for sure these Cleveland boys is ill But pretty soon your gutter b**hes wildin' for real, it's such a trip Hoes around the globe, I'm known to have a fet' I don't do a thing and these b**hes lickin' they lips Me and Chip reflect on all the hate and jibber jabber Mmm, you almost got me, but s**er I'm not a s**er Better get on back You p**y motherf**ers get the Will Smith smack And I am not a fronter, better look up the facts The world know what it be Mr. Rager, Solo Dolo see me and repeat it Come, come now, last call, who want some? It's just me, two b**hes and dirty drums Two lips to kiss, 22 other nuns God blessed my tongue, God need it for life Awkward like car rides, twiddling my thumbs Pondering my next accomplishments It's condescending to say I won Two lips, you kiss my a** tonight, huh? I really want it I need it Break bread or break fast Before I blast and break legs, ride past And they scream out "little Johnny is dead!" You wish me well, I wish you hell Eternity, no such thing as time will tell Infirmary, burn like magnetic combustion Bad credit with me, and paramedics are hustlin' What's the definition of water? Sherm sticks, simply got 'em everywhere you caught us Turn quick, I don't wanna play this for my daughter And if my son heard it, probably look at you as his father I'm proud of myself in a bad way Halfway house, tell that to me halfway I'm pa**in' out, a** whoopin' Your a** lookin' for Michelle Obama 'til I bang on you They couldn't Come, come now, last call, who want some? It's just me, two b**hes and dirty drums Two lips to kiss, 22 other nuns God blessed my tongue, God need it for life Awkward like car rides, twiddling my thumbs Pondering my next accomplishments It's condescending to say I won Two lips, you kiss my a** tonight, huh?