Lyrics MOST AIN’T DENNIS - Kid Cudi

(BNYX) yeah (bou-, bou-)
Bounce around, bounce around (yeah), yeah
Bounce around (yo, yo), yeah, bou- (yeah), bou-
Bounce around (yeah), turn around (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Bounce around (yeah, yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, bou-, bou-)

Act like my poo don't stink (uh)
Walkin' in a party with a drink, and my crew, and a blunt
Give a fuck what many niggas think (uh)
While I get my fuckin' shine on, with some girls on my lap
Walked the road most cats never finish (oh)
Express all my glow over Benny, hope he get it, get it now
Doin' movies, TV shows, out with Timmy, I'ma burn it back
Never fallin' off, who the boss? That's facts (yeah)

One thing I learned from these lames in the game
Most ain't friends (no), most ain't Dennis (no)
Watchin' motherfuckers on the low, watchin' every minute
Jealous of your glow, it's they hope that you finish
I ain't worried 'bout money, got a lot (yeah), love it (yeah)
Push these hoes off frontin', it's nothin' (yeah)
Two middle fingers to the hate for the trouble
And I keep focused on my racks, double

"Fuck you," from me, if you don't like me, so what?
I am the free, God made me cold as Freon
Walk on a dream, I will show you what a king on
"Fuck you," from me, if you don't like me, ah-ha (yeah, yeah)

'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Round, 'round, 'round (ah-ha)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (huh, bitch)
'Round, 'round, 'round (ah, ah-ha)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, eh-hey)
'Round, 'round, 'round (ah-ha)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Round, 'round, 'round (yeah, ah-ha)

Dude, niggas don't know (uh)
Livin' dreams on a boat in West Indies
Coast while I'm doin' the most, in most cities
Runnin' like I'm Burrow for the pass for the team
Whoa, never seen that color in them Nikes
SB Dunks, on my ramp, in the light
Post-up at a house party, room spinnin' (uh)
Fans spot me, say, "I'm winnin'," I'm grinnin'

See me in the drop, got a bad bitch, I'ma chop a lot
Most talk shit 'til they see your ass out
Try suckin' on your dick before you knock 'em out their socks (bitch)
Prayin' that these demons don't get me, they heavy
Bad bitches all in my True Blood setting (uh-huh)
Livin' a scene, you couldn't dream it, believe it
The number one under the sun, here's the verdict (uh-huh)

"Fuck you," from me, if you don't like me, so what?
I am the free, God made me cold as Freon
Walk on a dream, I will show you what a king on
"Fuck you," from me, if you don't like me, ah-ha (yeah, yeah)

'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Round, 'round, 'round (ah-ha, bounce, bounce)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (bitch, bitch)
'Round, 'round, 'round (ah-ha, bou-)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Round, 'round, 'round (bou-, ah-ha, bou-)
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah)
'Round, 'round, 'round (right, ah-ha)