Bounce Dat Azz
Hey yo P! Wuzzup, dawg?
I heard you been out in California, ballin' outta control!
Yeah, but I'm back home now! (Hey, yo, holla at ya boy, though!)
Since you back Down South, man, what you got to tell me, though?
(Down South hustlin', little Raleigh, we put you on the map yet, dawg?)
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Pull them draws out ya azz and let ya knees shake
Back to the Third Ward, it sho feel good
Just left Cali, now I'm back in the hood
Ain't been home a week, but already gettin' paid black
My homeboys fiendin' for that dank, I mean that chronic sack
Bags, hella big, but ain't a damn thing for free
You know I'm from the Calliope so meet me on these ratta streets
A round rolled tablet, them fiends actin' bad
Don't make me pop the trunk and get that tac, and tap that azz
Walked through the carway, made it to the gym
Hollered at Michael Brown, Big Willie, and Magnolia Slim
See my old girlfriend, damn she hella fine
Got three kids but ain't none of them hoes mine
Asked her is it all good for a late night creep
She said she on her way but whistled meet her at a quarter to three
Gold teeth shinin', diamonds almost blinded her
And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya
Say it's all good, jumped in the Lexus
Mobile phone ringin', it's my cousin from Texas
Say they bouncin' hard to my shit back in Fifth Ward
North side, south side, and south par
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
It's that Down South lunatic, livin' harder than a brick
Breakin' 'em down, while shakin' the town, with hoes all on my dick
Doin' what I gotta do, leavin' them lawyers without a clue
Playa hatas mad 'cause my ride on them gold jewels
You hoes bounce that azz, you niggaz get the gat
Playaz in the front, where they at, where they at?
Sixth folks keep pimpin', you pimps keep pimpin'
With a mouth full of gold, I know my shit is kickin'
Fifth wheel caddies, tilt like yo daddy's
Bitch you pussy poppin', azz bouncin', I wanna grab it, can I have it?
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
One to the two to the three to the four to the five
Nigga it's the S-I-L to the K but don't forget to dot the "i"
Going into that booth like steak (what?)
Third Ward nigga, fool, N.O., LA
Pretend it's yo birthday like Lou
But we don't love you hoes like Snoop
But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots
(Why?) Just a fool like that
(Why you so laid back?) I'm just cool like that
Game fuckin' tight, nigga, a step above
A nigga fully strapped so I steps in the club
One little, two little, three little dog bitches
Four little, five little, six little dog bitches
Seven little, eight little, nine little dog bitches
Now which one of you hoes is comin' home with me?
Pffft! Pffft! Lodi Dodi, who came to party?
I'm not Slick Rick but I'm leavin' with somebody
We just some Down South niggaz who rock the mic
Don't give a fuck, 'cause bounce all night
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Pull me out to the ballin', and watch 'em get served
Bouncin' in the U-haul, gettin' full of that herb
All them stuntin' ass niggas finna give it up (lay it down)
Lightin' up the whole block as I stuff 'em in the truck
Bitches this the payback, for them weak ass twav sacks
Save that shit for to poppa (us Down South niggas don't play that)
A bout it ass nigga from that boot
(Tell 'em dawg) all of that is my nature, to up a AK
Ain't takin' no shorts, already lost in this system
It's either bounce or get bounced, so you hoes get with it
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Uptown (bounce that azz, ho)
Downtown (bounce that azz, ho)
The West Bank (bounce that azz, ho)
Louisiana (bounce that azz, ho)
Texas (bounce that azz, ho)
Oklahoma (bounce that azz, ho)
Florida (bounce that azz, ho)
Memphis (bounce that azz, ho)
Alabama (bounce that azz, ho)
Georgia (bounce that azz, ho)
Mississippi (bounce that azz, ho)
Arkansas (bounce that azz, ho)
Missouri (bounce that azz, ho)
Carolina (bounce that azz, ho)
California (bounce that azz, ho)
Everybody (bounce that azz, ho)
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch
Ha, ha, ha!
Y'all so nasty!
Master P and da Down South hustlers in this muthafucka!
(Ain't no party like a No Limit party)
('cause a No Limit party is the shit)
'bout to be outty five, now, bitch!
(Ain't no party like a No Limit party)
('Cause a No Limit Party is the shit)
No Limit Records, bouncin' and swingin'!
And stay off of my niggas!
I heard you been out in California, ballin' outta control!
Yeah, but I'm back home now! (Hey, yo, holla at ya boy, though!)
Since you back Down South, man, what you got to tell me, though?
(Down South hustlin', little Raleigh, we put you on the map yet, dawg?)
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Pull them draws out ya azz and let ya knees shake
Back to the Third Ward, it sho feel good
Just left Cali, now I'm back in the hood
Ain't been home a week, but already gettin' paid black
My homeboys fiendin' for that dank, I mean that chronic sack
Bags, hella big, but ain't a damn thing for free
You know I'm from the Calliope so meet me on these ratta streets
A round rolled tablet, them fiends actin' bad
Don't make me pop the trunk and get that tac, and tap that azz
Walked through the carway, made it to the gym
Hollered at Michael Brown, Big Willie, and Magnolia Slim
See my old girlfriend, damn she hella fine
Got three kids but ain't none of them hoes mine
Asked her is it all good for a late night creep
She said she on her way but whistled meet her at a quarter to three
Gold teeth shinin', diamonds almost blinded her
And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya
Say it's all good, jumped in the Lexus
Mobile phone ringin', it's my cousin from Texas
Say they bouncin' hard to my shit back in Fifth Ward
North side, south side, and south par
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
It's that Down South lunatic, livin' harder than a brick
Breakin' 'em down, while shakin' the town, with hoes all on my dick
Doin' what I gotta do, leavin' them lawyers without a clue
Playa hatas mad 'cause my ride on them gold jewels
You hoes bounce that azz, you niggaz get the gat
Playaz in the front, where they at, where they at?
Sixth folks keep pimpin', you pimps keep pimpin'
With a mouth full of gold, I know my shit is kickin'
Fifth wheel caddies, tilt like yo daddy's
Bitch you pussy poppin', azz bouncin', I wanna grab it, can I have it?
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
One to the two to the three to the four to the five
Nigga it's the S-I-L to the K but don't forget to dot the "i"
Going into that booth like steak (what?)
Third Ward nigga, fool, N.O., LA
Pretend it's yo birthday like Lou
But we don't love you hoes like Snoop
But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots
(Why?) Just a fool like that
(Why you so laid back?) I'm just cool like that
Game fuckin' tight, nigga, a step above
A nigga fully strapped so I steps in the club
One little, two little, three little dog bitches
Four little, five little, six little dog bitches
Seven little, eight little, nine little dog bitches
Now which one of you hoes is comin' home with me?
Pffft! Pffft! Lodi Dodi, who came to party?
I'm not Slick Rick but I'm leavin' with somebody
We just some Down South niggaz who rock the mic
Don't give a fuck, 'cause bounce all night
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Pull me out to the ballin', and watch 'em get served
Bouncin' in the U-haul, gettin' full of that herb
All them stuntin' ass niggas finna give it up (lay it down)
Lightin' up the whole block as I stuff 'em in the truck
Bitches this the payback, for them weak ass twav sacks
Save that shit for to poppa (us Down South niggas don't play that)
A bout it ass nigga from that boot
(Tell 'em dawg) all of that is my nature, to up a AK
Ain't takin' no shorts, already lost in this system
It's either bounce or get bounced, so you hoes get with it
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Uptown (bounce that azz, ho)
Downtown (bounce that azz, ho)
The West Bank (bounce that azz, ho)
Louisiana (bounce that azz, ho)
Texas (bounce that azz, ho)
Oklahoma (bounce that azz, ho)
Florida (bounce that azz, ho)
Memphis (bounce that azz, ho)
Alabama (bounce that azz, ho)
Georgia (bounce that azz, ho)
Mississippi (bounce that azz, ho)
Arkansas (bounce that azz, ho)
Missouri (bounce that azz, ho)
Carolina (bounce that azz, ho)
California (bounce that azz, ho)
Everybody (bounce that azz, ho)
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch
Ha, ha, ha!
Y'all so nasty!
Master P and da Down South hustlers in this muthafucka!
(Ain't no party like a No Limit party)
('cause a No Limit party is the shit)
'bout to be outty five, now, bitch!
(Ain't no party like a No Limit party)
('Cause a No Limit Party is the shit)
No Limit Records, bouncin' and swingin'!
And stay off of my niggas!
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