Moving without moving. pure crush groovin'. Right on track right on and I'm back. Rap ex-lax yeah I be pooing on ‘em. Damn right mr. cudi he be dippin' on ‘em. Say it loud you all want the new new. Explorer like dora. Thats how I got a clue too. So fucki*g underground barely on youtube. Till day n nite now they al got a clue who. Took me a minute man took me a while. Hard headed nig*a ever since I was wild a child. But my ambitions made bitches beg for intentions. Dj's unmixing they mixes just to toss in some cudder. And I tried to tell my mother but she aint understand. Figure I'm some other. But see my mommy ‘aint a fronter. So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker. And just when it seemed that the game is hopeless. We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness. I I do what I do. And I I do what I do. And just when it seemed that the game is hopeless. We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness. I I do what I do. And I I do what I do. Do my little dance. Sippin' out of cup. All my people in the back. My people in the front. I I do what I do. And I I do what I do do. Do my little dance. Sippin' outta cup. Pulling up my pants. She come walkin' up. And I'm like. I I do what I do. And I I do what I do do. Woo nig*a!. Y'all motherfuckers need to understand the fuck*n' game. Shit ain't gon' change unless a motherfuc*er come in this sh*t switch it up. Nig*as need to open they fuck*n' minds nig*a!. Cause this is some shit that ya'll nig*as ain't ready for. Movin' without movin'. Pure crush groovin'. Right on track right on and I'm back. You make songs about some new dances. I make songs 'bout 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 the leaner dome. That's my crib on the moon. And I'm livin' in hotel rooms. In the mirror laughing at my crooked tooth. How a nig*a eat is how a nig*a speak. And how a nig*a live is sacrifice what's big. And I'mma say it right before the hook. Maybe in due time pimpin' I'm write a book. But now I'm play my andré 3000. And dream about an island wit' model girls eyein'. Um hello. Hey baby. Um yeah. Some people call me cudi. Some people call me scott. It don't matter what you want to call me as long as you call me something. As long as you call me baby. But umm. You know. You seem real pretty. And I ain't talkin' bout how you look. I'm talkin' bout your vibe. Your vibe is pretty. I'm pretty hungry. You wanna get something to eat. Sip on something. Where we going?. The moon