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kid cudi - most ain’t dennis lyrics

(bnyx)
yeah (i+i′m)
bounce around (tss+tss), bounce around (yeah)

yeah, bounce around (yeah, yeah), yeah, bounce, bounce (yeah)
bounce around (yeah), turn around (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, bounce around (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

act like my poo don’t stink (huh)
walkin′ in a party with a drink, and my crew, and a blunt
give a f+ck what many n+gga think (uh)
while i get my f+cking shine on, with some girls on my lap
walked a road, most cats never finish (oh)
express all my glow over benny, hope you get it, get it now
doin’ movies, tv shows, out with timmy, i’ma burn a pack
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’ motherf+ckers 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
when i keep focused on my racks, double

f+ck 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
f+ck you from me, if you don′t like me, ah+ha

yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
huh, b+tch (round, round, round)
ah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)

dude, n+ggas don’t know (uh)
livin′ dreams on the bird of west indies
coast while i’m doin′ the most in most cities
runnin’ like i’m burrow for the pass for the team, woah
never seen that color in them nikes
sb dunks on my ramp in the life
post up at the house party, room spinnin′ (ah+ah)
fans spot me, say i′m winnin’, i′m grinnin’

see me in the drop, got a bad b+tch, i′ma chop a lot (hot)
most talk sh+t, ’til they see your ass out
try and suck on your d+ck before you knock ′em out their socks (b+tch)
prayin’ that these demons don’t get me, they heavy
bad b+tches all in my trippy world 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)

f+ck 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
f+ck you from me, if you don’t like me, ah+ha

yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
bounce, bounce, b+tch (round, round, round)
ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, yeah (round, round, round)
yeah, yeah, ah+ha (round, round, round, round), yeah

- kid cudi lyrics

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