[Intro] Uh, oh-oh-oh (Yeah) Uh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah) Uh, oh-oh-oh (Headbanger) [Refrain] Movin' without movin', pure crush groovin' Right on track, right on and I'm back [Verse 1] Rap Ex-Lax, yeah, I be pooin' on 'em Damn right, Mr. Cudi, he be dippin' on 'em Say it loud, y'all want the new-new Explorer like Dora, that's how I got a clue, too So fucking underground, barely on YouTube 'Til "Day 'N' Nite," now they all got a clue who Took me a minute man, took me a while Hard headed nigga ever since I was wild, a child But my ambitions made bitches beg for attention DJs un-mixin' their mixes, just to toss in some Cudder And I tried to tell my mothеr But she ain't underdig, figure mе on some other But see, my mommy ain't a fronter So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker [Chorus] And just when it seemed that the game is hopeless We arrange some things for a dose of dopeness I, I do, what I do And I, I do, what I do, do And just when it seems that the game is hopeless We arrange some things for a dose of dopeness I, I do, what I do And I, I do, what I do, do [Bridge] Do my little dance, sippin' out a 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' out a cup Pullin' 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 [Interlude] Woah, nigga! Y'all motherfuckers need to understand the fuckin' game Shit ain't gon' change unless a motherfucker come in this shit, switch it up Niggas need to open they fuckin' minds, nigga 'Cause this is some shit, that y'all niggas ain't ready for Ya underdig, ya understand me? [Refrain] Movin' without movin', pure crush groovin' Right on track, right on and I'm back [Verse 2] 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 now I'm livin' in hotel rooms In the mirror, laughing at my crooked tooth How a nigga eat, is how a nigga speak And how a nigga live, the sacrifice was big And I'ma say it right before the hook Maybe in due time, pimpin', I'ma write a book But now I'ma play my André 3000 And dream about an island with model girls eyein' [Outro] Um, hello Hey, baby Um, yeah Some people call me Cudi, some people call me Scott It don't matter what you wanna call me, as long as you call me something As long as you call me, baby But um You know You seem real pretty And I ain't talkin' bout how you look I'm talkin' 'bout your, your vibe Your vibe is pretty I'm pretty hungry, you want to go get something to eat? Sip on something? Where we going? The moon...