Lyrics:
Gettin drunk in Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flight
Told Swizz Beatz give a pound to him and his peeps
I had
DJ
DJ put that record on
That's my song
That's my shit
Poppin' Hennessy XO
All these hoes on my dick
Bet you wanna see this booty bounce
They call
Belly flat
Kitty kack up (Kitty kack up)
Body banging
Mhen ya body swole up
Loving the way that you whine and you groove
Mhen I love it when you bounce
Cheetah's just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though
Gotta catch a flight told Wes
"peace" gave a pound to him and his peeps
I had to bounce in the limo
Bounce that ass let me see you move
Bounce that ass let me see you move
Pull up to the club with the doors up
We don't wait in line, you know
Baby, what you waiting for?
I can give you yes, some more
Attention
Go go go go go go go go go go go go
Yo baby 分厚いビートで bounce bounce
make you tell me what you want now
I can get you to my place in an hour
Na everything I go give to you
Oya bounce along bounce along
Only you dey turn me
the perfect asset
That Black girl magic
Come to me, love
Turn around like that (like that)
Throw it back real fast (yeah)
Up down, up down (bounce
Because the groupies are free, but the rhymes cost money..
OH YEAH!!
Chorus 2X
[Rampage]
All my Flipmode niggaz just bounce to this
All my Rampage
'em lean, in they Jeep
Make 'em dance, make 'em lounge, creep with a freak
or romance with they spouse, most of all make 'em bounce
[Angie
and dance
Bump bump, in the rave
Go forever and ever
And bounce, never sleep
Push it all on repeat
I go speeding on the highway
Flame burning, tire
Feel like I'm missing out
On what they're doing
Not much longer
Bounce up and down with my older friends (older friends)
The over 18s where the party
is kinda fresh
You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch
You barely touch the ground, yeah (woo)
Choked up on your bounce game,
me A. Yates
[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't
blunts
Mek mi head happy and a do di Willie Bounce
Wonda if mi fi cool fi couple months
Your mada, you no have lock jaw neither mumps
My spliff taller
On the floor
Come on let your body bounce with mine
Shake your body up, down
Stomp your feet and spin around
Let the rhythm take control
As the beat is
Bitches old as tree hollows
I'm too rooted in my ways
Down to the T, down to the T
Gotta get that bag
Bounce to the beat, bounce to the beat
Y'all
give 'em business
Talkin all that killa shit now what's your body count
The shotty bounce and make your motherfuckin' body bounce
We
Damn
I’ma make you dance, you dance I’m a triple threat
I’ma make you bounce bounce bounce so hard until you break your head
I’ma keep it drunk
looks somethin' like a parkin' lot.
I'm so unorthodox I got your bitch ridin' my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce)
I'm the hottest shit
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, your boy is back
(Sexy sexy) I know y'all miss the bounce
Need to bounce for the sexy you know
Yeah ma, your dude is back,
looks somethin' like a parkin' lot.
I'm so unorthodox I got your bitch ridin' my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce)
I'm the hottest shit
to the barbershop.
My driveway looks somethin' like a parkin' lot.
I'm so unorthodox
I got the bitch ridin' my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce
looks somethin' like a parkin' lot.
I'm so unorthodox I got your bitch ridin' my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce)
I'm the hottest shit
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