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kid red, chris brown & migos – bounce lyrics

girl make that -ss bounce, boing, bounce
she shaking for money, she shaking for money
bounce, bounce
all of my n-gg-s that have them blue hundreds
bounce, boing, bounce
hannah montana, dirty diana, hannah
she shaking so hard she shaking so hard
lil mama got stamina
bounce, boing, bounce
girl make that -ss bounce, bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce

ha, i got a bad b-tch with good credit
b-tch you on a perc, i’m offset
mix the chi with the pot, i’m balling, i deliver
keep my business on the low cause these n-gg-s telling
you n-gg-s pay for the p-ssy, i play with that p-ssy for free
i’m coming straight outta compton, all a n-gg- know is money and lean
popping them pills, when i’m f-cking your b-tch, n-gg- looking at me
take off that lingerie, leaving ’em heels, she loving my tattoos, i’m pulling her hair
i know that she freaking, p-ssy popping for a pair of sneaks
lil mama be geeking, the p-ssy so good, lil mama be leaking
doors suicide, limo tints, and that candy paint
and them hoes like the one time, 100 thousand dollars make ’em bounce

throw that -ss in a circle, drop it down and pick it up
she love trap n-gg-s smoking on that cookie, drinkin’ mud
bathing ape my ak, hold banana clips
i got the plug while you f-cking with that water whip
yeah, she already know i’m a stoner
presidential smoking california, you can smell that obama aroma
i ain’t worried ’bout nothing, got that .45 in that holster
virginia n-gg-, west coast, ain’t bragging or boasting but it’s a quarter mill for these trophies
she never been on a private flight
she told me she f-cking for a ticket to see one h-ll of a nite
oh baby, you know these b-tches the baddest, i make em hoes sleep on the couch
i done f-cked so many b-tches, a n-gg- done really lost count

bounce, boing, bounce
shake it, make that -ss bounce, bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce

i like woah, thick hoes, young rich n-gg- with a bank roll
pop that p-ssy on the pole, it’s me and my n-gg-s baby, you know what we came for
the percocet mixed with the xanax, lil mama, she came with no panties
the molly like marilyn manson, got fifty b-tches all up in my mansion
lil mama, she hot like a fever, i’m balling like gilbert arenas
smoking on kush in that reefer, she call up my phone and hit like a beeper
bounce that -ss like a pogo, she f-cking with quavo, head honcho
my life is trap out that bando, her plug came in on that camel
the way that she shaking, way that she dancing
d-mn, lil mama got stanima
she dancing like dirty diana
she getting so nasty, i call that b-tch pamela

bounce, boing, bounce
shake it, make that -ss bounce, bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce
make that -ss touch the ground, a n-gg- wanna see you bounce

booty delicious, she with it, she p-ssy popping, shaking -ss and t-tties
i’m a young rich n-gg-, that’s my religion, f-cking that chick, money making millions
bossing with b-tches, i’m on a mission, frank lugers on, i’m not scratching, they itching
b-tt naked b-tches whipping in the kitchen, whipping up d until ’til they get dizzy
she shaking it like it’s a dancer, i done put a whole lot of money around her
she popping it like it’s a movie audition, i had to put this on camera
she twerking so long, she got stamina, saw me pull up in the tarantula
she tell me she don’t f-ck with amateurs and she gon’ let me f-ck if she hit that cannabis

girl let me see that -ss bounce

- kid red chris brown migos lyrics

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