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What We Do

Jay-Z

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout

Dropping heat when it's already too damn hot
I'm just working, ain't worried bout where the clock
I be working all day and night, I won't stop
No Kid Cudi

I see ghost like Cudi 
But they still buddies
Friendly demons
We be drinking every weekend
And the bitches love me
They want that meat just before

how I'm seein ghosts
Like
I spy yo main house
Niggas got feel how
I spray my AK like
Bup, Bup, Bup, Bup
Burner catch a nigga by his toe
Know that if he

dog walk it
Keep me good like a best friend
Like im cudi wit some dope
She keep me from death on that note
On life She is my light i float when Im by

much they can take
Ghosts ain’t real, and Santa Claus is fake

When I was five, my sister played me all of Motown
Bebe & Cece, Whitney, Stevie, Smokey

from Saudi
Have that coochie making sounds like an c3 cudi
Ion believe in Fouchie 
They don't know nothing about me
They don't give a fuck about me

Got

Smoke good weed
It’s too litty on this side
Avoid all issues on the way
Got my homies by my side
I ain’t gotta question if they gone ride
They know

dick, Yea she on me
She got me under Pressure Make a nigga feel like 03
Smoking gas afterlife, I talk to Toby
Baby say she fuck with me, Like Kid Cudi , I

just noticed early on it's gon be me on this path
On that solo dolo
Kid cudi, smoking that mauwi wowi
Couldn't find my place back in school and they all

a challenge to them
That shit amazing how I came up
From the bottom with them
When I was sneaking out
That motherfuckin' backdoor
Cousin Cudi used to hide them

We Celebrate

Kid Capri

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

[Intro: Kid Capri]
Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby
Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby, whoa
Yeah, it's Ghostface and the man Kid

smoking make me feel something
Been vibing to some Kid Cudi
Without the music we nothing
Blacked out, high again tonight, finna act out
Backed out, gotta

sounded good wit' it man
Keep it goin' keep it groovin' keep it movin' keep me feelin' real
Fine, yeah, oo
Could of been like Kid Cudi maybe get a little

her moaning like Kid Cudi
I just had to let 'em know, know, know
Everything I touch it turns to gold, gold, gold
Used to look at me stupid at the show,

Fun summer runs in the sun
Old skool jams RIP Big Pun
Kid Cudi Hums on eight hundred and eight drums
Get outdone by me why you stunned
Been had it

and this my light year
Fuck this bitch up with my woody
I'm the kid just like I'm cudi
MR Krabs you know I'm right here

My bitch don't rag
She a PC
I got

in my bed I envision I'm in Warner's
And maybe I ain't got yet but I think I'm getting warmer
Used to play that game as a kid hot or colder 
And I'm

a kid Cudi on a pursuit of happiness
No face no case no trace no witness
I planned it out am Raymond redditton 
Me and 22 and Brook we ready for anything

It’s Nice outside by the streetlight
Had a couple paths
But you know I chose the street life
Move a couple packs
Show you how to flip a P like
I

with a rig
I could act a porno out or punch the back of a kid
Or a kid in the back
Yo bitch is a nag
I got this bitch in a bag
Waterboard your mom with

shot to make it happen
He did it for Sean and he did it for Cudi
If he give me forty five seconds, I'll kill it, know he'll love me
I wanna be in

I'm the new roman empire got it wide open
I'm the best out
Mother fucker you can check it out
Cause i been i been study the masters
And i been kid cudi

and humid like an Anaheim?
I guess I'll never know Being as ugly as Frankenstein
I'm just a fugly buddy
And all alone at night
Like that song by Kid Cudi
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