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cody manson – bounce lyrics

bounce lyrics
[intro: cody manson]
bobby krea what up?
luck of the irish
y’all ready?

[post+chorus: cody manson]
this ain’t no f+cking dance song (uh uh)
it’s a take off your pants song (uh huh)
so girl bust out them titties (uh huh)
ooh yeah, go janet jackson
this ain’t no f+cking dance song (uh uh)
it’s a take off your pants song (uh huh)
so girl bust out them titties (uh huh)
ooh yeah, go janet jackson
[verse 1: cody manson]
everyday i live that trife life, i grew up on some grimy sh+t
riding around looking for a l!ck, bumping that troublesome ninety six
matter of fact when pac died i was six
that’s the same time i jumped off the porch
i started smoking weed and said “f+ck sports!”
i started catching cases said “f+ck court!”
probation violation, my p.o. locked me up as a juvenile
mr. hooper, you can suck a c+ck
you’d probably call the cops if you see me now
i’m going senile like a f+cking old head
i get up in the p+ssy like a kotex
broke boy p+ssed ’cause he ain’t got no bread
i don’t throw shade, b+tch, i throw lead
she busting them titties out
i make the bed bounce when i’m in the house
she wanna take pics, don’t be silly now
i just want head, she just want the clout
yeah, i make the putty bounce, the suspensions
i’m in love with lucy in a different dimension
paper in my mouth, burning on an ounce
bringing down the house

[chorus: cody manson]
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and shake yo ass
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and break yo neck
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and shake yo ass
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and break yo neck
[post+chorus: cody manson]
this ain’t no f+cking dance song (uh uh)
it’s a take off your pants song (uh huh)
so girl bust out them titties (uh huh)
ooh yeah, go janet jackson
this ain’t no f+cking dance song (uh uh)
it’s a take off your pants song (uh huh)
so girl bust out them titties (uh huh)
ooh yeah, go janet jackson

[verse 2: cody manson]
i’m w+lly wonka when i’m acid pimping
a hood hippie with a twist of wicked
went legit started my own business
stacking paper like dunder mifflin
got the key to the game like a locksmith
i rock shows they moshpit
get ratchet like sockets
i know dope, you not it

[verse 3: bobby krea]
baby girl (hey!) when you pass me
every thought that i was thinking it was nasty
ain’t no point in acting like a b+tch and being sassy
i’m classy, baby, i’m trying to smash in the backseat (woo)
oh you heard of me baby?
eat the sushi if it’s juicy i do dirty things baby (krea!)
if you wanna touch the beard little pretty thing
d+ck here to wet a beach up like a hurricane baby, hey
run this chart up on your world of ganja
get to talking cold the frozen tundra
you scared your man gon’ know they roll up on us
with team we lock and load the hoes up on this
bounce! bounce little mama, bounce little mama
bounce ’til the swag get to dripping
bounce we can bounce little mama
bounce to the house, you can give me neck ’til we get there
f+ck derozan, keep it quiet don’t be talking b+tches
told her friends she like the c+ck and d+ck and some tekashi sh+t
and i don’t play around with p+ssy baby blew her body at night
your friends is in my inbox trying to see if bobby hit ’em like
whoa! whoa! ho! ho! you ain’t ’bout to sleep at the house
and my dog he asleep on the couch so who on the way? i don’t know what to say little b+tch
[chorus: cody manson]
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and shake yo ass
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and break yo neck
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and shake yo ass
everybody just bounce
everybody just bounce
and break yo neck

- cody manson lyrics

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