Bounce it Lyrics

Ayy, on the up, ayy on the up

Okay, six, bitch

Let's get it, alright

Back to backpacks, damn, I need another sack

Hit the bitch front to back, make her fuckin' ass clap

Uji bitch, Shane shakin' ass, Celeste in the rack

Big booty bitch, she sell more pussy than I sell packs

Six ain't trip, beef in the center to the fuckin' hatch

Fuck a B&B, I'm finna beat her down in the back

Dipshit big, hit me so we goin' off fuckin' track

Bitch, I'm Uncle Sam, ho, gimme my tax

I know what you said, ho, I'll call you back

Bluntin' in the street, this shit like Fear Factor

Cut my lil' nigga up, cause he a real pistol packer

Unc just sold me this bitch, it's a whippersnapper

Bitch done pissed me off, now I'm goin' after her daddy

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Nigga, this my show now

Big K's and big pistol, nigga, I'm tryna blow up the house

Every section blocked off, nigga, yes, it's by the ounce

Hell yeah, I taught that big titty bitch to bounce

In the club gettin' real nasty, startin' to blacken out

In the club trappin', nigga, and you only got an ounce

I can wrestle pit bulls, hit the nigga in the snow

Only balls and scales, nigga, when we in the second house

Oops, checkpoint, bitch, we goin' the other road

West all fired, so we goin' to the fuckin' south

Gargoyle, he tryna let off hunnid in the crowd

My throat hurt, this pussy, nigga, ain't freak the mob

Bitch, don't bring the Pals, nigga, if it ain't loud

Nigga, pussy on the floor, boy, I'm bout' to powder out

Big booty mill, bitch, I'm seein' what this bitch about

Bitch, throw that ass on me and motherfuckin' bounce

Ha ha ha ha