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Kaysha - Bounce Baby Lyrics




Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / I'll make you dance
baby, haha, haha
Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / Make u dance baby,
make u dance baby )x2

It's the world wide, chico, comin', to yo / Caraibeen,
city or any pueblo
Myself plus, every other emcees that u know / From my
crew hit you with the crazy menu
I please u, with the fat beats and cute hair / With
lotion, I got no magic potion
Just emotion, music I create that's a passion /
Make a lotta dough and smiles that's my mission /
Delicious, specialist, not a vandal /
If ya wanna play the Van Damme tete aw an kannal
Niggaz wanna ambush me, cause bouche a bouche / Too
much, that's why I stay the bush
Check out the sound that hit like bamboo / Check out
the beat that change the hair do
The original, sex crocodile / The original, sexy and
wild

If sounding good was a crime, I'd be a criminal / In
the industry they know me like the music hall
Now u know who bring the cream / Organized playas and
Kaysha make you scream papa
the fat shit, the bad team u need / Baby don't be
worried about the way we proceed
Maybe young in the factory but I study / For the 98,
spend the money with me
All the niggaz in the west indies buy the shit / All
the sexies in the clubs, move on it
Mcs from West Indies, deja vu in the menu / Famous
like the fugees, baby baby please
Number one in the menu / Kaysha, It was previewed /
One mo time like yo sista u shine
Who make u dance uh uh, uh uh / Mike, make u bounce,
uh uh, uh uh

I know u wanna know who da best dada / No contest,
Indies West to Cuba
Smoke cigarillo, even day festivo / Hot like fuego,
the musical bambino
Sons of millions blacks from Haiti / to Paris, we got
a mad band's diary
U don't know who I be stampeede, mozambique / My
techniques come from, yo I'm not a bad seed
From a bad sex, that's why I rock rollex / On the arm
deck, Don't like we get typex
I got the next, millenium, ready for my text / If ya
feel bad about it get a fervex
The increadible, crazy with style / The irrationnal,
too many gals
Crazy lovable, though I don't push a lex / I push a
bike, but u like my sex
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Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / I'll make you dance
baby, haha, haha
Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / Make u dance baby,
make u dance baby )x2

It's the world wide, chico, comin', to yo / Caraibeen,
city or any pueblo
Myself plus, every other emcees that u know / From my
crew hit you with the crazy menu
I please u, with the fat beats and cute hair / With
lotion, I got no magic potion
Just emotion, music I create that's a passion /
Make a lotta dough and smiles that's my mission /
Delicious, specialist, not a vandal /
If ya wanna play the Van Damme tete aw an kannal
Niggaz wanna ambush me, cause bouche a bouche / Too
much, that's why I stay the bush
Check out the sound that hit like bamboo / Check out
the beat that change the hair do
The original, sex crocodile / The original, sexy and
wild

If sounding good was a crime, I'd be a criminal / In
the industry they know me like the music hall
Now u know who bring the cream / Organized playas and
Kaysha make you scream papa
the fat shit, the bad team u need / Baby don't be
worried about the way we proceed
Maybe young in the factory but I study / For the 98,
spend the money with me
All the niggaz in the west indies buy the shit / All
the sexies in the clubs, move on it
Mcs from West Indies, deja vu in the menu / Famous
like the fugees, baby baby please
Number one in the menu / Kaysha, It was previewed /
One mo time like yo sista u shine
Who make u dance uh uh, uh uh / Mike, make u bounce,
uh uh, uh uh

I know u wanna know who da best dada / No contest,
Indies West to Cuba
Smoke cigarillo, even day festivo / Hot like fuego,
the musical bambino
Sons of millions blacks from Haiti / to Paris, we got
a mad band's diary
U don't know who I be stampeede, mozambique / My
techniques come from, yo I'm not a bad seed
From a bad sex, that's why I rock rollex / On the arm
deck, Don't like we get typex
I got the next, millenium, ready for my text / If ya
feel bad about it get a fervex
The increadible, crazy with style / The irrationnal,
too many gals
Crazy lovable, though I don't push a lex / I push a
bike, but u like my sex
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