Bounce That

[Intro] Yeah Spit, this is [Verse 1: RJ R. motherfuck a bitch Blame mustard if you mad a nigga rich See I'm an asshole Got hundreds with me like a block crip Don't talk to me if you ain't got shit Get knots thick and we can politic And girl fuck the nigga that you came with Cause really he a bitch in every language Young nigga ballin' no D1 You ain't hoeing you gone be one, RJ! [Verse 2: Royce The Choice] Look, got him texting her he need something She in this threesome, call around three something Please come show it late night like a re-run 3 Blunts 2 black ants and a Seagram (Drank It) copped a private like it stole your baby Race? Ain't no discrimination bitch my favorite color: naked, cold as pavement out in Anchorage I'mma cast a silver blanket We ain't fucking I won't even make a statement Bitch you know where to take it [Hook: Royce The Choice] To the ground type shit I just wanna see it in your mouth right quick Slim chance I need a wife with my account that thick How much money you going up for a house that sick I go "Bitch, bounce that shit. Shake it til the DJ announce that shit" I go "Bitch, bounce that shit. Shake it til the DJ announce that shit" [Verse 2: Skeme] Look Lil bitch tell me how that taste Never hit without a rubber mama that ain't safe, aye Real nigga baby ain't shit fake I don't know about them other niggas We bout cake, wait Money long but I still run through it I'm a Inglewood nigga, bitch you know how we do it Bout cheese, guap, yaper, skrilla Call me: "Skeme" call me: "Crooked" or "The Bad Bitch Killa" huh [Verse 3: Casey Veggies] Yeah Girl you a intern, know you with the business A ho, a housewife Tell me whats the difference She never seen a young nigga make a living Riding whips that her daddy ain't getting Yeah, if we don't grind we don't eat though Them girls love me from the valley down to Pico If she bout it she gone let a nigga see something If she suck it then I might have to eat something [Hook] [Verse 4: TC4800] Aye uh I got hoes in my catalog Town nigga bang to the yankee call Uh, "cash out" them my favorite words Pull up on a bitch I don't say a word I hit the mall then my niggas splurge Ride up on yo bitch she got a lot of curves Hit the purp, hit the purp nigga She got big doors, she go to work nigga [Verse 5: Reem Riches] Wabitty wabitty drop drop it like it's hot Then take it to the top, and make the pussy pop It's young Reem You know I got a thing for thick bitches You know i got a thing for big knots, my name "Riches" Drop it low, then shake it like a seizure I hit it, next day catch amnesia Balling, young nigga movement Got ya bitch choosing Bouncing all stupid, like [Hook x2]