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ryroc - bounce! lyrics

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah)
i told her bounce (yeah, yeah)
i told her bounce (yeah, yeah)
(glaow, skrt)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce)
ah, f+ck

[hook]
i told her bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
we rollin’ an ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce
we smoke out the pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
i make her drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown
i told her bounce (i told her bouncе, i told her bounce, i told her bouncе)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
[verse]
i told her bounce, i told her bounce
look at my wrist, look at my neck, sh+t cost an ounce
the+these n+ggas cap, and they all cats, they not from the pound
i know these n+ggas cap and they lie
when they beef, i don’t reply
you don’t really get it, you don’t really get it
i+i could run me up a check and then + psh + just forget it
shawty off a m&m, she eat me up like mom’s spaghetti
and i’m tryna’ get to mars, but first i need my fetti

[hook]
i told her bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
we rollin’ an ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce
we smoke out the pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
i make her drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)

[verse]
jit be talkin’ crazy, actin’ like he can’t get shot first
i can’t leave the crib, ’cause i got to get my glock first
i cannot comfortable, i gotta get my guap first
you talkin’ ’bout your new sound when i went and did the lot first
codiene in my sprite, perky on my night stand
shawty mixed the molly with the motherf+ckin’ vyvanse
selfish, boujee n+gga, yeah, you not touchin’ my xans
i think she like the lv and that’s why she’s touchin’ my pants
[hook]
i told her bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
we rollin’ an ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce
we smoke out the pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
i make her drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)
i told her bounce (i told her bounce, i told her bounce, i told her bounce)



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