Bounce

[Intro] Jon Kilmer the filmer! I got bars for days! GUILTY! [Verse 1] I get cheeks then I chuck the deuce Bag it up and pack it up and now your girl is old news But I got to admit, she was a little cutie Her legs were acute, then I made 'em obtuse She tackled my cock like Teddy Bruschi I met her last night, yeah she barely knew me I heard she had a small v-jay So it's down to logistics, if my dick fits (uhyuuuu) Me and your girl both spit, only difference is I'm packing hammer dips, oh baby Got another bitch calling, I gotta run Gonna knock her pussy out in one shot like the Golden Gun I got restraining orders on these bitches I can't get rid of these mother fucking bitches I'll travel the 95 and find Denise Richards Then I'll fuck her in the butt till she needs 50 stitches [Verse 2] I'm with bitches in bikinis, drinking Bellinis These haters wanna talk but they won't even see me I'm sick of these mother fucking wise guys So I'm farting in the pillow and I'll leave 'em with a pink eye Got a couple hoes on my roster Living life everyday like I'm a rock star Your man's got a dick that's only sub-par So the girls dial 1-800-JON-KILMER Got your bitch in my cabana, eating bananas She's sitting on my lap like I'm mother fucking Santa I'm in London, drinking gin and tonic Bossy bitches in my flat, ironic I'm having sex on my private jet Getting BJs on my PJs (oh baby) Did a song with Huey: Kilmer got laid Did a song with Mike Stud: Kilmer got laid AGAIN