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lionaire - bounce back lyrics

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[verse 1]
i tell that b-tch bounce back, come and hula hoop
she get a grammy for them freaky moves
all my b-tches thick and brown like winnie-pooh
that booty clappin’ like it’s fruity loops
all my n-gg-s trappin’ for the money
a dollar make a b-tch look sunny
a milli turn a n-gg- to a buddy
money cash rules ain’t on me
but i still believe they can’t take that from me
chill with certain b-tches in the backyard
painting vivid pictures like i’m renoir
tats on that b-tch like a nascar
but she broke tryna catch a n-gg-‘s bank card
born when makeveli died, i’m the new pac
swiss like my rolly, watch, i’m a trap god
straight buggin’, gettin’ money off the laptop
you know it’s real when they start to be a mascot

[refrain]
everybody’s watchin’ lowkey from the side
but i prolly never know
-ss so fat you could see it from the front
kim style that’s fo’ sho

[verse 2]
all these motherf-ckers actin’ like they innocent
i got your girl’s crib key you be f-ckin’ with
straight from zurich for my birthday
body language, she so thirsty
i’mma banger make a banger with my lango, b-tch
46 the city, watch how i be reppin’ it
talkin’ money, never german, never english, b-tch
show them n-gg-s what i can, momma teached me this
switchin’ lanes, dirty b-tches, dirty soundtrack
used to be on the bottom but now i bounced back
all my rowdy n-gg-s with me, f-ck a contract
n-gg-s leave when i shoot like a photograph
haters on me, yeah
ladies on me, yeah
steady with the fam gettin’ digits, homie, yeah
g*nius with them flows, g*nius with them beats, n-gg-
g*nius with them hoes, g*nius with the lead, n-gg-

[verse 3]
i tell them rappers step back for the n-gg- shoot
i get a nomi for the illest loot
finessin’ your spot in your city
46 the block, yeah, we make it trough
all my n-gg-s trappin’ for the money
busy trappin’ b-tch like the new york traffic
get a lotta money is the exit
the lack of confidence make ’em ask where the cash is
recognize real, f-ck the other side
f-ck a major deal, i’m on my own grind
black or white b-tch only certified
purple like a stack, i got swervin’ eyes
high quality chardonnay diva
cashes clay on that cake
80k in a week that’s on my team, bro
i told myself that i make it anyway

[refrain]
everybody’s watchin’ lowkey from the side
but i prolly never know
-ss so fat you could see it from the front
kim style that’s fo’ sho



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