Make that shit bounce bitch
Now make that shit bounce
Bounce make that shit bounce
Scotchii tabachii cooking the beat like he cooking hibachi
Aye aye yea yea hey hey
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Everybody know
I got mo bounce then a ounce
Aye she be wearing shit
A nigga can't even pronounce
Aye hit her on the lazy boy
Hit her on the couch
Aye she got more drip more drip then a fountain
Shawty show her racks
I give her racks and tell her count it
Splurge on fashion nova
She gon spend it like allowance
Lit on the dick
I'm like bitch
You got talent
Looking for a eater head hunting
No bounty
Like can I break you off
F*ck all them games girl
Let put that on pause yea
Make it round of applause
From the window to the wall all all all all
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Dragged her at the hotel
Caught her wholesale
See me with ya bitch
I probably f*cked her oh well
Better ask your bitch
Because if you ask me
Won't tell
Any nigga ran'd up on me
That shit never went well
Woah woah
These hoes so unholy
I love how you suck me up slowly
Woah woah
Call me when you lonely
When I'm in it sounds like macaroni
Woah woah
Ima kill the pussy
I'm the Undertaker
She gon pop that pussy
Thats her money maker
Why they dropping salt
Like a salt shaker
Bounce that ass
Shake what ya mommy gave ya
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night
Yea take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Make her deep throat
She can suck a motor off a speedboat
My squeeze folk
She sucking so much dick
You'll think her knee's broke
Blow weed smoke
The way that she performing
I'm a need more
Keep hoes married to the money
But I cheat though
Girl work that ass slowly
Might cuff that lil bitch like the police
Money can't buy love but I keep throwing
Yeah
Bounce it
Shake it
Drop it
Pzy Campbell - Bounce (feat. Donillio & Ratchet Jaxket) Lyrics
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Make that shit bounce bitch
Now make that shit bounce
Bounce make that shit bounce
Scotchii tabachii cooking the beat like he cooking hibachi
Aye aye yea yea hey hey
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Everybody know
I got mo bounce then a ounce
Aye she be wearing shit
A nigga can't even pronounce
Aye hit her on the lazy boy
Hit her on the couch
Aye she got more drip more drip then a fountain
Shawty show her racks
I give her racks and tell her count it
Splurge on fashion nova
She gon spend it like allowance
Lit on the dick
I'm like bitch
You got talent
Looking for a eater head hunting
No bounty
Like can I break you off
F*ck all them games girl
Let put that on pause yea
Make it round of applause
From the window to the wall all all all all
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Dragged her at the hotel
Caught her wholesale
See me with ya bitch
I probably f*cked her oh well
Better ask your bitch
Because if you ask me
Won't tell
Any nigga ran'd up on me
That shit never went well
Woah woah
These hoes so unholy
I love how you suck me up slowly
Woah woah
Call me when you lonely
When I'm in it sounds like macaroni
Woah woah
Ima kill the pussy
I'm the Undertaker
She gon pop that pussy
Thats her money maker
Why they dropping salt
Like a salt shaker
Bounce that ass
Shake what ya mommy gave ya
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night
Yea take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Make her deep throat
She can suck a motor off a speedboat
My squeeze folk
She sucking so much dick
You'll think her knee's broke
Blow weed smoke
The way that she performing
I'm a need more
Keep hoes married to the money
But I cheat though
Girl work that ass slowly
Might cuff that lil bitch like the police
Money can't buy love but I keep throwing
Yeah
Bounce it
Shake it
Drop it
Now make that shit bounce
Bounce make that shit bounce
Scotchii tabachii cooking the beat like he cooking hibachi
Aye aye yea yea hey hey
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Everybody know
I got mo bounce then a ounce
Aye she be wearing shit
A nigga can't even pronounce
Aye hit her on the lazy boy
Hit her on the couch
Aye she got more drip more drip then a fountain
Shawty show her racks
I give her racks and tell her count it
Splurge on fashion nova
She gon spend it like allowance
Lit on the dick
I'm like bitch
You got talent
Looking for a eater head hunting
No bounty
Like can I break you off
F*ck all them games girl
Let put that on pause yea
Make it round of applause
From the window to the wall all all all all
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night yea
Take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Dragged her at the hotel
Caught her wholesale
See me with ya bitch
I probably f*cked her oh well
Better ask your bitch
Because if you ask me
Won't tell
Any nigga ran'd up on me
That shit never went well
Woah woah
These hoes so unholy
I love how you suck me up slowly
Woah woah
Call me when you lonely
When I'm in it sounds like macaroni
Woah woah
Ima kill the pussy
I'm the Undertaker
She gon pop that pussy
Thats her money maker
Why they dropping salt
Like a salt shaker
Bounce that ass
Shake what ya mommy gave ya
We be going stupid baby
We be dumbing out
Shawty wanna party
Baby is you coming out
Ass fat super stupid
Shawty make it bounce
What you gon do girl with all that poking out
She wanna spend the night
Yea take the pipe yea
I can hit it right yea
All night yea
I control these hoes yea
No remote yea
Treat her like a hoe yea
Beat her throat yea
Make her deep throat
She can suck a motor off a speedboat
My squeeze folk
She sucking so much dick
You'll think her knee's broke
Blow weed smoke
The way that she performing
I'm a need more
Keep hoes married to the money
But I cheat though
Girl work that ass slowly
Might cuff that lil bitch like the police
Money can't buy love but I keep throwing
Yeah
Bounce it
Shake it
Drop it
Writer: Pierre Campbell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid