Kid Cudi MOST AIN’T DENNIS

Tekst piosenki

[Intro]
(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)

[Verse 1]
Act like my poo don’t stink (Huh)
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 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’ 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

[Chorus]
„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

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Round, round, round)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ha (Round, round, round, round)
Huh, bitch (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)

[Verse 2]
Dude, niggas 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 bitch I’ma chop, a lot (Hot)
Most talk shit, ’til they see your ass out
Try and suck 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 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)

[Chorus]
„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

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Round, round, round)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ha (Round, round, round, round)
Bounce, bounce, bitch (Round, round, round)
Bounce, 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)