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ft wale trey songz juicy j - bounce it (ft. wale & trey songz) - juicy j lyrics

bounce it, bounce it
i’m about to throw a couple thousand
bounce it, bounce it
i’m about to throw a couple thousand
ones, fives, tens, twenties
work your way up to the big face hundreds
bounce it, bounce it
i’m about to throw a couple thousand

i love the way she slow dance, she make me throw more bands
grabbing -ss with both hands, she a lil’ wood to dope man
she wanna be my main chick, i was thinking different
clap that -ss, light that blunt, baby, let’s get ignant
she’s striff with a g, break cash lightly, she got double ds, ain’t sh-t free
came with my goon but i’m leaving with a diva
with an -ss like serena and a face like aaliyah
playing ball in some weird bar, she ain’t finished college, she here, though
bouncing -ss while i’m getting high as propellers on a helicopter
let’s do it again, me, you and your friend
we don’t even need a room, gimme head up in my benz
where my double cup, time to pour it up, got a b-tch so bad you can’t afford to f-ck

hands is on her you know what ’cause i’mma make her you know what
and i can make a girl break fast but our pants be on that too much l-st
and i’m bout whatever baby, take a photo, i’m looking good
and these breezes are so beneath you and you stay here misunderstood
priming and loving good, repay whatever for
all of these p-ssy n-gg-s only under influence
i park out then i back out, like that, roll a pack out, took a light hit, might nap
got a thick b-tch with a ship’s stick, i’mma smack it, and i block here probably nothing but bad
bold head, stally whack, cavi at that maver’s game
my mark is on, the show we do, that’s plenty dough
that’s juice j for then get me those

juicy be trippy and paid up like diddy
toss up the catch and she show me her t-tty
got some right girl and a white girl
do a mai tai and let off on her t-tty
ain’t tryina f-ck, i just found a replacement
feeling so global, i think i need asian
retched on deck and they know i don’t stunt
i’m tryina get here while smoking a blunt
take her to my hotel, pick a p-ssy up
i don’t know her name but i wanna f-ck
along came molly, here came dubby
dear codeine in a styro cup
sipping in the club, -ss pop, thing popping
do it real good might take you shopping
all these rad games fit in my pocket
keep that stack hundred k in my stocking
then it’s back to my room, she came out her dress
slob on my kn-b, think you know the rest
i don’t buy these bars nuggies ,but i keep these girls in check
working for that money, b-tch, you gonna have to break a sweat

- ft wale trey songz juicy j lyrics

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