Dat New New (viking Remix) Lyrics - Kid Cudi

(hello- 

what it be 

to you and yours) 

Salutations to all you can call me Cudi 

Or Mr. Extravagant cause I'm getting my money. 

Way my doors are swayin' its like a bird on wheels 

You can come to Ohio and you can see how it feels 

And this the premier of that new new here 

It's gona take you beyond 

Where a jet can leer 

But all you gon' hear is something crazy in fact 

How I be burning the booth 

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We'll get you looser than Yak. 

Yep yep... you got it... right. 

Now dont get left get on your good foot its only right. 

that you step and keep boppin' til this shit unfamiliar 

If you main line got time then i be drillen' her. 

I keep you in my realm i keep you in the sound 

I keep myself up high because the haze by the pound. (whaa?) 

And my imagination you can look all over the nation 

But they ain't see 

(Hook) 

You can look all over but you'll never find 

(hot shit) like mine 

WOOP... it blow your mind. 

You can look all over but you'll never find 

(hot shit) like mine 

Photos 

Cause I provide 

That new new 

Salutations my niggaz 

I'm aware that I'm different 

You can still keep it hood 

While you're smoking just listen 

It dont matter your race 

Just take a blunt to the face 

And we all gon rock 

Gota keep up the pace 

And the girls gon twerk it 

Cause the vibe is poppin' 

As well as the bottle 

Keep it rockin' don't stop em 

At the motel-8 

We can park out front 

Yeah the flow is unleaded 

You sucka niggaz will front 

Yeah cause Im super-cut-lery-alistic-leaner-ala-docis 

And rap ferocious I been coaching the league 

I bobble head the public if you love it M dub it 

Blood sweat and tears homie im made of it 

Finish the class if you think nothin bout it 

Tell em that grandpa you don't know nothin bout it 

Wear kicks once then the leaner come up out em 

I been saying it, you waz playin em 

Now you know. 

(Hook) 

What it be to my ladies 

With the bodies that kill 

We were boppin on money 

Fuck with me cause you're real 

See you shakin' it fast 

On some mystikal shit 

You could slap that nigga 

If he call you a bitch 

Yeah I see you with that 

But you should be on this 

It's that Henney and Cocoa-Cola 

Come over and sit 

Won't you tell me your name 

Tell me where you be at 

I know you know that them hot 

But I don't wana hear that 

You see I ain't for a check before 

I aint for sex 

Niggaz aim for death 

They tryin to fuck with the blessed 

Ain't no fuckin with amateurs 

Run past the novas 

Sip (?) 

And see who talks the slowest 

Ain't no stopping me at all 

You need to saw it off with maybe a chainsaw 

And even if that 

the crack that I brew is still new 

you guys think acute but Cudi is obtuse 

(Hook) 

(That new new... I do... that new new)