Yea
CiJanai
They wanted this twerk shit, okay
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Shake that ass bitch)
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Ooh)
Bounce it (Shake that ass, yea)
I shake my Ass when I'm bored
Do that shit when I'm on tour
Since that n**** said he tippin, imma take him to Dior
And lil hoe it ain't for him
He gon buy me what I want
Bounce that ass for him ladies
You'll be good until next month
If you gon do it, then do it for fee
Smart bitch, I don't do it for free
I got the bands if you really a freak
Pop on a hoe, if you really unique
Shaking that ass on the floor in the club
All of my n*****, they spending a dub
Ass on that bank account finna flood
Get to the cash, we do what it does
You go out bad, bitch
You go out bad
Cause ain't no way in hell im finna let no bum ass
N**** distract me from my motherf*ckin bag, bitch
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
He heard I'm bad like a scammer
Y'all better get y'all cameras
Cause that booty too fat
Bitch, it came from out Atlanta
He rock red on his bandana
He sippin on the Fanta
Got that watermelon booty, she gon shake on his banana
Bitches mad cause they see me livin life
N***** mad cause they never hittin right
On the road, i tell him Skype
I go shopping when I like
I said enjoy it while you can, I'm only staying for the night
Lemme tell you something
I'm not going nowhere
I'm staying here, okay
So if you gotta problem with that, you might as well go move out the way
Find you a new path
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
CiJanai - Bounce It Lyrics
CiJanai - Bounce It Lyrics
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English
Yea
CiJanai
They wanted this twerk shit, okay
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Shake that ass bitch)
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Ooh)
Bounce it (Shake that ass, yea)
I shake my Ass when I'm bored
Do that shit when I'm on tour
Since that n**** said he tippin, imma take him to Dior
And lil hoe it ain't for him
He gon buy me what I want
Bounce that ass for him ladies
You'll be good until next month
If you gon do it, then do it for fee
Smart bitch, I don't do it for free
I got the bands if you really a freak
Pop on a hoe, if you really unique
Shaking that ass on the floor in the club
All of my n*****, they spending a dub
Ass on that bank account finna flood
Get to the cash, we do what it does
You go out bad, bitch
You go out bad
Cause ain't no way in hell im finna let no bum ass
N**** distract me from my motherf*ckin bag, bitch
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
He heard I'm bad like a scammer
Y'all better get y'all cameras
Cause that booty too fat
Bitch, it came from out Atlanta
He rock red on his bandana
He sippin on the Fanta
Got that watermelon booty, she gon shake on his banana
Bitches mad cause they see me livin life
N***** mad cause they never hittin right
On the road, i tell him Skype
I go shopping when I like
I said enjoy it while you can, I'm only staying for the night
Lemme tell you something
I'm not going nowhere
I'm staying here, okay
So if you gotta problem with that, you might as well go move out the way
Find you a new path
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
CiJanai
They wanted this twerk shit, okay
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Shake that ass bitch)
Bounce it
Bounce it (Yea)
Bounce it (Ooh)
Bounce it (Shake that ass, yea)
I shake my Ass when I'm bored
Do that shit when I'm on tour
Since that n**** said he tippin, imma take him to Dior
And lil hoe it ain't for him
He gon buy me what I want
Bounce that ass for him ladies
You'll be good until next month
If you gon do it, then do it for fee
Smart bitch, I don't do it for free
I got the bands if you really a freak
Pop on a hoe, if you really unique
Shaking that ass on the floor in the club
All of my n*****, they spending a dub
Ass on that bank account finna flood
Get to the cash, we do what it does
You go out bad, bitch
You go out bad
Cause ain't no way in hell im finna let no bum ass
N**** distract me from my motherf*ckin bag, bitch
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
He heard I'm bad like a scammer
Y'all better get y'all cameras
Cause that booty too fat
Bitch, it came from out Atlanta
He rock red on his bandana
He sippin on the Fanta
Got that watermelon booty, she gon shake on his banana
Bitches mad cause they see me livin life
N***** mad cause they never hittin right
On the road, i tell him Skype
I go shopping when I like
I said enjoy it while you can, I'm only staying for the night
Lemme tell you something
I'm not going nowhere
I'm staying here, okay
So if you gotta problem with that, you might as well go move out the way
Find you a new path
I got that heat, that's gon make these bitches drop
I got that heat, that's gon make these n***** Rock
Hands on yo knees, tell em make that body pop
She goin hard, ion think she finna stop
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Bounce it
Writer: Ciara Simmons, Ragan Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid