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Kid Cudi - Tgif

Song Title :Tgif | Artist/Band : Kid Cudi

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CHORUS
Ayyy, what it do my dude
I'm livin life dawg what about you
And ine even gatta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gatta nigga sky high
So I'm, watchin my moves
From the shoes on the cool beat
Damned if a nigga aint hotable
Pimp tight get it right homey more or less
Gatta thank god I'm fresh

V1
Oh I rearrange faces when I drop,
I'm super duper cudi,
Candy paint the rag top
Can't nobody even tell I'm sippin when I lean
They gimme to my fans,
I'm country till I decease
Pleaseee,
I stay up on my creep so to come up
Gatta look the part superstar, no stunnas
I'm the? that make you think I lost my mind
I'm the only nigga that could watch the sun and don't go blind
She fine as she wannabe
But she wanna check though
Dodging and popping pictures,
Like the hoes was working with the law
Back and shaker pictures, tryna play me to the left
Now I pick the hoes that I want,
And give my niggas what is left
I don't kno if it's the name or the bake on bottoms
Keep them on sleep them 501's
You can't knock em
Use ta have the honda with the 30 day tags
That was in the past
NOW I'm bout to throw em on the JAG

CHORUS
Ayyy, what it do my dude
I'm livin life dawg what about you
And ine even gatta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gatta nigga sky high
So I'm, watchin my moves
From the shoes on the cool beat
Damned if a nigga aint hotable
Pimp tight get it right homey more or less
Gatta thank god I'm fresh

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Comments for Tgif Performed by Kid Cudi :

Added : 1/8/2009 3:41:17 PM

Damned if a nigga aint hotable
should be "damned if a nigga aint high to the roof."
i think.

Written by bob.

Added : 1/8/2009 3:42:55 PM

I'm the? that make you think I lost my mind
should be
"I'm a' say some shit that'll make you think i lost my mind"
i think. again.

Written by bob.

Added : 3/8/2009 8:09:32 PM

Gatta look the part superstar, no stunnas
I'm the? that make you think I lost my mind

Imma say some shit that make you think I lost my mind*

Written by Jonas.

Added : 3/30/2009 6:05:59 PM

It's not hotable or high to the roof. It's "be damned if a nigga ain't high too". Bitchasses

Written by Jim Muthafuckin Jones.

Added : 4/1/2009 6:21:15 PM

Ok... it IS "high to the roof."

2: its not "bake on bottoms" its BAPE GUM BOTTOMS, as in Bathing Ape Shoes with Gum Bottoms.

3: It's not "country til i decease" it's "country TO THE C's"

4: "And ine even gatta tell a lie" He doesnt even make it sound like that, he clearly pronounces I AINT EVEN gotta tell a lie."

5: This one pisses me off, its not "bout to throw em on the jag" It's "Now I'm fit'n to throw 'em on the Jag." It's a southern saying.

Written by Mike.

Added : 4/1/2009 6:35:55 PM

V1 Chip the Rip
(Thank God I'm Fresh)
Knock knock, Cudi open up it’s chip
Got a kush packed shells and some henny we could sip
Keep a couple dollars on, give a penny to a bitch
But I’m wit a couple hoes who say they really wanna get
Acquainted wit some niggas who ain’t the average niggas
They just wanna see why all they girlfriends be wantin pictures
I be flyer than a hundred gnats, worth a hundred 100 stacks
I ain’t gon stop shoppin til I hit 100 Saks
Polo, that’s a given, I aint even gotta mention
Candy old school, put you niggas in detention
Slab niggas geeked up tool in the clothes
I’m just a young fresh fly fool wit some gold

CHORUS
(Fresh) Ayyy, ayy what it do my dude
I’m livin life dawg what about you (fresh)
And I aint even gotta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gotta nigga sky high. So I (fresh)
Watch my moves
From the shoes on the coupe
Be damned if a nigga aint high to the roof (fresh)
Pimp tight get it right homie more or less
I gotta thank god I’m fresh

V2 Kid Cudi
Oh I rearrange faces when I drop,
I’m Super Duper Cudi, candy paint the rag top
Can’t nobody even tell me I don’t sip em when I lean
Forgive me to my fans, I’m country to the C's
Pleaseee,
I stay up on my creep so to come up
Gotta look the part superstar, no stunnas
I’ma say some shit that make you think I lost my mind
I’m the only nigga that could watch the sun and don’t go blind
She fine as she wannabe
But she want a check though
Dodging bopper bitches like them hoes was working with the law
Back at Shaker, bitches tried to play me to the left
Now I pick the hoes I want,
And give my niggas what is left
I don’t kno if it’s the name or the Bape gum bottoms
Keep 'em on, salute them, 501’s you can’t knock 'em
Used to have the honda with the 30 day tags
That was in the past
NOW I’m fit'n to throw em on the JAG

CHORUS
Ayyy, ayy what it do my dude
I’m livin life dawg what about you
And I aint even gotta tell a lie
My swag, my steez gotta nigga sky high
Watch my moves
From the shoes on the coupe
Be damned if a nigga aint high to the roof
Pimp tight get it right homey more or less
I gotta thank god I’m fresh

Oo oo ooo oo o o wooo (repeat)…

Written by Cleves.

Added : 5/19/2009 10:32:11 PM