Kid Cudi(Ű )The Mood(Album ver.)(Explicit)
Shades over my eyes.
Make the creepers look back at themselves.
Sitting stuck in emotional bliss.
The skinny model girls rub coke on their gums.
Tap my knee. I`m keeping the rhythm.
the young and wild take chances together.
they all jump up. kissed and grooved.
but

[Chorus]
no one talks...lost in the motherfuckin mood.
no one talks. lost in the mood
no one talks. sweatin it out. lost in the mood

There`s a hunger in the night.
The moonlight kissing the nips on her model frame.
I kissed her in the thigh. closed my eyes.
She began to make me fish. she liked to go the mile.
all the while I could see her tear bit.
I forgot her name. something that sounds like Penelope.
Maybe a French ring to it.
Her tongue was quick. she was French I knew it.
I love you foreigner. foreign to racism.
She liked that young nigga vibe. my brown skin my shagged out fro.
I`m king to her and she will please her friend for me.
So funny how the starving are guardless. naked as always honest.
Her hands all over my privates.
Lost in the mood

[Chorus]
Lost in the mood.
No one talks. lost in the mood.
No one talks. sweating it out. lost in the mood

But no one talks...lost in the motherfucking mood.
no one talks. lost in the mood
No one talks. sweating it out. lost in the mood