Buggin’ Out 09

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Consequence] Yo! Microphone check, 1, 2, what is this? Cons took a check from every boss in the business You can't be mad at me, thanks for having me I'm from the same borough as Mobb Deep and Tragedy Might be on Chelsea Lately because of all the fame So I spit a little game, maybe let her wear the chain Because styles upon styles upon styles is what I have I'm dropping 20,000 when I'm up on 5th Ave I wear Dior sneakers 'cause the boy's getting cash And when we in the club, yeah, I swing a Louis rag When it comes to the devils, I'm not a half-stepper To pass weed is speedier than graffiti on the leather Refuse to compete with B.S. competition That couldn't get signed if they had a petition I never walk the streets thinking it's all about me But I know niggas scheming, so it's under the seat I just try my best not to dumb on out A Tribe with the Cons, so you must be buggin' out [Verse 2: Kid Cudi] Yo, a few new stations put me in rotation They've embraced the martian—congratulations Now my knots is too, too thick Broskis running up asking me to do their favourite hit With finesse, spit a verse and occasionally, I blurt out I'll strike a chord, and you can thank the Lord As I go in between ('Tween) the glitz and the glam (Glam) Listen my submission is the wishes of the fam-o As a segway, I am alone I'm chilling with mine, and you should go and get your own Smoking my weed because it's therapy for me When everything seems bleak 'cause the devils I foresee You, me, I, fly You can't be me because your flow is too shy I know I'd be the man if I could cold pull the plug on the AutoTune But I can't and that's bug [Hook] Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Tribe— Tribe with the Cons, so you must be buggin' out Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out Tribe— Tribe with the Cons, so you must be buggin' out