Bounce Bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah Y'all ain't ready for this shit Y'all ain't ready Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, yo You ho's know I stay jig ROC wear sweat suits Type to pull up on your block 2G benz coupe and you know I ain't even got to spit no game I just show you the chain Then I'm getting some brain Hit it left, right, left Like I'm bouncing with drama Just light up a light Put that glow on the arm I let you sip Don If the Cris' too strong Once the bitch drunk Then she showing that thong As we proceed Got her rolling the weed Hydro eyes low on our way to the p's Ya'll know I go I be nervy than deez Niggas who scheme Niggas who be trying to get Bleek So you know I keep the heat I be ready to creep Nine low, bright though Get a quick thirteen Violate you'll see You can die this week Motherfucker I don't play I get this cream, jigga 1 - Bounce bitch Let's get it poppin' You fucking with this thug Who love to go shopping Love to cop jewels to light up my crew So bitch act right You could light up to, but Bounce bitch Let's get it poppin You fucking with this thug Who know when they're watching You know I ain't frontin' Show me something Bitch, you act right I might buy you you something Ayo you know the wife She the type you ain't seen duke She love a thug When he dressed in them jean suits Wifebeaters With that ice that bling duke She know the Memph Get deep in her spleen duke I keep her jig Cause I send her through Nine West Your bitch bad but I keep mine dressed nigga Gucci shoes, Fendi bags and shit Princess cut's briggets all that classy shit And you know next step Now she giving me head 6a.m fuck it we could do it again And I'm a Juvenile bitch So back that ass up You drink, I'mma Cognac your ass up What's your life like I'm about my ends so get your peeps, I got a couple of friends And I'mma tear it up shit Smoke an ounce and I'm gone If the cat tight Fuck it Memph leaving tomorrow Repeat 1