Lyrics:
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I can't believe that every day and every night (Bounce)
It's getting better with you out of my life (Bounce)
It's
rifles, and M-1-sixteens
Causing Havoc's, sparkin up chaos, bringing the ruckus
Heavy metal heaters, mobbin under bucks
If you can't beat us, then join
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
, buckin' 'em down
Blow a niggas ass off murderer, robber
Psychopathic, schizophrenic
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a niggas ass off
I'm the one you
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
Whoa
Whoa
Yeah
Let's go
Yeah
Kicking and screaming this shit ain't fifa
I got rackis so bitch i'ma see you
Keep that heat on me this shit hot like
rough brother,
Word to my grandmother.
I buck you in the head just to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, bring
it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, why'all niggas is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it,
niggas out here acting buck wild
They just need that real shit right now
Looking for shit to scratch up off this bucket list
Found a tug of war
My Wrestlemania XIV VHS broke
And so did my heart
The entire thing is a mess man
It's falling apart
How am I gonna rewatch Triple H versus Owen Hart
Watching that, watching this
Want me dead, Apocalypse
You Owen shit, I ain't talkin' Ricks
And I'm with my dogs like I'm Michael Vick
Watching that,
Now load up the film
Yeah
You feelin' like me? I feel like a prince that turned to a king (ayy)
Found me a queen, started a family and got me
says "Just forget about it"
I said no, I swear I'm gonna take you out!
Then I get an idea
I says I know what we'll do!
She says "What?"
I say, guess?
gotta act like it cause you know it
Rick Owen's cape , nigga, I'm heroic
I'm rocking different fabrics, gotta sew it
Pull out my feelings, then I'm finna
moes with me, Bump out the feds, mean I got foes with me
You got goofies with you, before I do that, I keep some hoes with me
Askin' for my gun when
Ha, I Know What The Streets Want
All The DJ's Too
Haha, I Told You Nigga's Id Be Back
It's Young Buck
I'm Back Reincarnated Bitches (Let's Go)
Yes
Rottweilers
And shoot at him
That's my black friend, he a real black pimp
He got my own car, he don't need no rig
Loan me 6 bucks, I'll pay you back quick
I
daughters when I told her
You can get it now
And have more when you older
Big bucks in this car
That's a brinks truck
Big bucks in this car
That's a brinks
out this bitch
Remember what you made me do
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck
Buck
What
What
Just a rapper out the sub
If I ever make it out this bitch
Remember what you made me do
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck
Buck
What
What
press it (brrt)
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it
You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact
None of these girls got strings attached
many wicked ways And they start on yo block (One) Label you my bitch (Two) I let you know (Three) Execution Drag you out yo do' Nobody to witness I call
to explain it to someone who is desperately begging you to give them one, but you know it.
Or maybe you’re on the other side of the spectrum and you think
I pull out my toolie
Meet your maker you no-good stoolie
Damn! I smell police creepin
Damn! Even when Donald D sleepin
Say hello to my little friend
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