Young Dolph, Drumma Boy - Bounce lyrics

Everytime she come around she shear shit down
She one of the baddest bitches in town
She have model nggas flexing
Pulling bands out
How she live, and she makes that ass
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce

No shit lil momma one of the
Baddest bitches around here, hands down
Hand her downtown, thirteen flowing
Inhaling my weed
While she was making that ass bounce
Dranking with her, and smoking out the ounce
Was making the movie on the couch
She got a nigga
And I got her sneaking out the house
Walking 'round in her panties with no blouse
Fucking with other niggas bitches
Yeah that's worth and money start calling
Then it's time to bounce
Time is money, money is power
They swear they smoking loud
But we smoking louder

Everytime she come around she shear shit down
She one of the baddest bitches in town
She have model nggas flexing
Pulling bands out
How she live, and she makes that ass
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce

Look at how she bouncin' get on top
Big ol' booty make a
Nigga spill' that allowance
Meanest demeanor, say she gotta have it
Put it out the hat I wanna
See her do that magic
She got that circus head
So I told that bitch the clown
Watch her lick it up
Watch her lick that bitch down
Spend my keys in the, then that bitch bounce
Circulating through the city on
My paper route join my boy Young Dolph
Strictly for the strippers
When we hit the club
Ballin' bitches come get with us
Got that motherfucker bouncin'
Yeah you know we been it
And where we go, we gon' keep that bitch

Everytime she come around she shear shit down
She one of the baddest bitches in town
She have model nggas flexing
Pulling bands out
How she live, and she makes that ass
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bitch bounce

We in the sorrounded by
I ain't tripping i roll another up
I told that bitch
Trendsetter nothying like the other niggas
Cooler than a freezer she still mad
I left the club in something
That go real fast