Make It Clap
Told her make it bounce yea
Uh
Told her make it bounce
Make it bounce for me
Make it bounce for me
Bounce bounce
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Big Ju lil bitch who fuckin wit me
Kicking back counting hundreds and fifties
Walk in the spot these hoes getting litty
Shaking laffy taffy like we in magic city
Thick honeys all races they pretty
They know Big Ju the hottest in the city
If you coming home wit meI'll feast on that kitty
Beat it up to the beat
Pretty Ricky
She bouncing that ass all round on my joggers
Keep doing that bitch imma get harder
Then I really gotta see if you got that water
Take you shopping out in Florida
Give you my son or maybe my daughter
She really feeling me cause imma baller
A hit it a couple times then never call her
Right a book about players imma be the author
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Do you have the knees like the stallion
Drop it down make it touch the floor
Light skinned like doja cat
Hit her doggy on the couch till I blow
I'm the number one stunner yea
Lost label getting cash money fasho
Pull up in a new Tesla
That bitch came wit the butterfly doors
Ain't no stressing if she diss me 9 times outta 10 her friends on go
Then I Pick out the baddest two hop in my tessy and off we go
Got them twerkin on my balcony smacking money all on her fatty yo
In the morning they feed me breakfast while I'm smoking gas on my patio
Uh
Told her make it bounce
Make it bounce for me
Make it bounce for me
Bounce bounce
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Big Ju lil bitch who fuckin wit me
Kicking back counting hundreds and fifties
Walk in the spot these hoes getting litty
Shaking laffy taffy like we in magic city
Thick honeys all races they pretty
They know Big Ju the hottest in the city
If you coming home wit meI'll feast on that kitty
Beat it up to the beat
Pretty Ricky
She bouncing that ass all round on my joggers
Keep doing that bitch imma get harder
Then I really gotta see if you got that water
Take you shopping out in Florida
Give you my son or maybe my daughter
She really feeling me cause imma baller
A hit it a couple times then never call her
Right a book about players imma be the author
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Told her make it bounce
She said
Do you got some cash for me
I'll throw a real big amount
If you keep shaking it fast for me
It's more than your man can count
Go head and make that thing clap baby yea
It's the ass for me yea
It's the ass for me yea
Do you have the knees like the stallion
Drop it down make it touch the floor
Light skinned like doja cat
Hit her doggy on the couch till I blow
I'm the number one stunner yea
Lost label getting cash money fasho
Pull up in a new Tesla
That bitch came wit the butterfly doors
Ain't no stressing if she diss me 9 times outta 10 her friends on go
Then I Pick out the baddest two hop in my tessy and off we go
Got them twerkin on my balcony smacking money all on her fatty yo
In the morning they feed me breakfast while I'm smoking gas on my patio
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Writer(s): Adam Austin
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