Bounce

All the bitches coming out through the night
Open for biz, like the sign I'm shining bright (He shining bright)
They be looking cause they know what they like
All bark, no bite, you know I be playin' nice so
Come here, I'ma study like it's math class
Looking like some Ds, you hardly trying, but you still passed
And that fine ass
It gives me whiplash
Double taking hard I feel like I'ma need my neck cracked
An adjustment, cause you down to play
You got substance, plus you're naked every other day
You go both ways
Where the friends
(Oh I got plenty)
Grab them from the block like their first name Jenny
We getting messy
Hazed up and on the henny
Celebrating 'til I'm coming through with the confetti
You ain't ready (I'm steady)
I could lock on, but I want the medley
Who to fuck, kill, or marry
Man I'm petty (Sheesh)
Bitch I'm in your head, didn't you know
Got'chu hooked from a smile and the smell of cologne
You feeling the vibe now in this windy chateau
From bronze to gold, grabbing the impossible woah

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Everywhere I go, I just wanna see them booties on me
Up, down, up, down
Never get enough, we just want the best stuff so we
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Taking off her clothes, she be working real slow on me
Up, down, up, down
Never get enough, we just want the best stuff so we

Bounced, lost the cause
Going brain dead, better pack the sauce
Know another piece just around the block
With a nice view, 'specially when she's on my
Now who you callin' baby and shit
You want it bad, but then you realize it's too hard to admit
The way you lookin' from the side, biting the crest of your lip
Just thinkin' 'bout my body and the taste of my skin
I'ma lock down 'til my list is checked
Well endowed, more aroused then the bitch to her left
And they gotta have cake, need it hard to digest
I wanna drown in the ocean of the booty and breasts (Yes)
Until then, I'ma go to the next
Gotta find out all my options like I'm taking a test
But no stress
Best dressed, they be flocking to me
That's why everytime I leave, they be back on their knees
And they better say please, but I don't mean to offend
It's just that every girl tryna get a feel of this man
Been growing out the flow, I'm the number one trend
No pretend
Even your ex-man feelin' the breeze, he's a fan

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Everywhere I go, I just wanna see them booties on me
Up, down, up, down
Never get enough, we just want the best stuff so we
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Taking off her clothes, she be working real slow on me
Up, down, up, down
Never get enough, we just want the best stuff so we



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Writer(s): James Pham
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