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Artist: Kid Cudi
Song: Simple As
Album: Man on the Moon: End of the Day


Capo 1


A B C x4

C      F
1 2 3, 1 2 3
C     F
Yeah, yeah
C     F
Yeah, yeah

C
 Simply as that for ya simple ass
F
 Ask about that pretty simple man
C
 We dreaming on good for a sicker plan
 F
 Sicker than any other nigga could be thinkin and
C
 I can't be a loser cause they figure that
F
 I can't be a lame im cooler than that
C
 I feel I love the fame then i hate it back hmm
F
 Thinking now what I should be twittering 
C
 Why big bro take all the hot bitches
F
 Dear God, me too I like the hot bitches 
C
 I be the underdog, all along 'till I'm gone
F
 I will live through a song, I'll be strong to the haters

Chorus:
C
 It's simple as that
                F
 It's simple as that

 It's simple as that for your simple ass
C
 It's simple as that
                F
 It's simple as that

 It's simple as that for your simple ass
C
 It's simple as that
                F
 It's simple as that

 It's simple as that for your simple ass
C                    
 It's simple as that 

It's simple as (1,2,3)


C
 Simple as that for your simple ass
 F
 Simple head wish you would've called it how it should've been
C
 They try and tell me they don't get it, they don't underdig
F
 Well I be damn I came this far to let a fool live
C
 I gotta terminate the hate and spread the positive
F
 Without it being wack and cheesy to the little kids
C
 So I curse like a sailor and I smoke weed
F
 I am exactly who an older rappers kids be
C
 And who they love, hands to the universe
F
 Prolly think they drug addicts if they spit a Cudi verse
C
 Mad little mama’s switch to converse without a purse
C
 'long as the booty looking juicy and they styling on 'em

Chorus