Dat New “New”

By Kid Cudi

On CUDDER IS BACK

Released on December 1, 2008

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[Intro]

Head, head, HeadBanga

Hello, what it be

To you and yours


[Verse 1]

Salutations to all, you can call me Cudi

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

Way my doors are swayin', it's 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 gonna take you beyond

Where a jet can't Lear

But all you gon' hear

Is somethin' crazy in fact

How I be burnin' the booth

We'll get you looser than Yak

Yep-yep, you got it right

Now don't get left

Get on your good foot

It's only right that you step

And keep boppin' to this shit unfamiliar

If your main line got time then I be drillin' her

I keep you in my realm

I keep you in the sound

I keep myself up high

Because the haze by the pound

And my imagination

You can look all over the nation

But they ain't see


[Hook]

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

Woop, it blow your mind

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

'Cause I provide

That new new


[Verse 2]

Salutations my niggas

I'm aware that I'm different

You can still keep it hood

While you're smokin' just listen

It don't matter your race

Just take a blunt to the face

And we all gon' rock

Got to keep up the pace

And them girls gon' twerk

Because the vibe is poppin'

As well as the bottles

Keep it rockin', don't stop 'em

At the Motel-8

We can park out front

Yeah the flow is unleaded

You sucka niggas will front

'Cause I'm Super-Cudder-Realistic-Leaner-Alidocius

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, I'm made of it

Finish the class if you think nothing 'bout it

Tell 'em like grandpa, you don't know nothing 'bout it

Wear kicks once, then the Leaner come up out 'em

I been sayin' it, you was playin' him

Now you know


[Hook]

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

Woop, it blow your mind

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

'Cause I provide

That new new


[Verse 3]

What it be to my ladies

With the bodies that kill

We ain't boppin' on money

Fuck with me 'cause you real

See you shakin' it fast

On some Mystical 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 Coca-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 wanna hear that

You see I aim for a check

Before I aim for sex

Niggas aim for death

They tryin' to fuck with the blessed

Ain't no fuckin' with amateurs

Run passed the novice

Sip hella lean

To see who talks the slowest

Ain't no stoppin' me at all

You'd need a sawed-off, or maybe a chainsaw

And even at that

The crack that I brew is still new

Y'all niggas think acute

But Cudi is obtuse


[Hook]

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

Woop, it blow your mind

You can look all over

But no, you'll never find

Hot shit like mine

'Cause I provide

That new new