Beez Lyrics - Kid Cudi

1 Who could take a single buck, an empty cup, a stroke of luck

2 Fuck around and reconstruct it up to a million bucks

3 In God we trust, every part of us is marvelous

4 You Krusty Krab squad, ya'll will rust, ya'll ain't hard enough

5 Demolition expert, I exert through your network while the tech squirt jerk

6 There's holes inside your sweatshirt

7 Through your apparel, through your blood, through your bone marrow

8 Precise with this mic device, slice your pie like [?]

9 You falling nigga, and you can't get up

10 You been stalling motherfucker and your ass is stuck

11 Brooklyn, Brownsville, baby stay with the Killer Hill crazy

12 It grows up above the booth

13 And conceils my three eighty

14 Are you running for this money money

15 Hunting eggs like easter bunny

16 Geeks trying to beast upon me

17 Freak, I will eat a zombie

18 Calm and double while you jumping through these hurdles, silly rabbit

19 The race is over, is won by the turtle

20 Metal machinery, purple herbal mixed with that greenery

21 I don't write songs, grasshopper, I write scenaries

22 Everything ain't what it seems to be

23 What it means to you it don't mean to me

24 Bzzzz, a sting from the killer bees

25 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

26 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

27 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

28 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

29 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

30 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

31 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

32 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

33 I pass any test of litmus

34 I workout at 24 fitness

35 On the weekends, I sip Belvedere with that citrus

36 My dogs is vicious, exotic

37 Life is good, I live every day like it's Christmas

38 Happy New Year, I does what the fuck I wanna do here

39 I splash that Gucci shit from the shirt to the shoewear

40 Trust the rings out, wife beater tee with the wings out

41 Long dick stamina, I fuck a bird 'til she sings out

42 La la la la, body could convert Lady Gaga

43 Dr Hannibal sexual, I'm classy like Impala

44 Plus I'm federal, when it comes to making dollas

45 Like Jigga nigga man, if you hear me then holla

46 Four rings like the Green Lantern

47 You see me in the mean phantom

48 Pushing over there in Ohio, outside of Canton

49 Or maybe in the Grotti rugged projects of Stanton

50 Tall redbone in my shower, she looking like Paula Patton

51 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

52 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

53 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

54 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

55 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

56 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)

57 In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks

58 (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)