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woods, the mighty - bounce lyrics

(woods, the mighty)

yo
yo, yo..
(clears throat)
yeah..

(woods, the mighty) verse 1:
that’s the way that it unfolds
out the way, imma’ explode
got my sixth sense for a sixpence
this sickness is too cold
yeah, we cut from a different mold
never went to no rap school
we just trained ourselves
baby, make it bounce

put for sale signs on our souls
so we bound to make it
(yahh)
this the sound of crazy
(wahh)
this my affidavit
i rap amazing
my wolf pack leaving rappers wasted
with a gat to your back, we gon’ laugh and take it
this game is ours
yeah gaze in awe as i eat this beat like filet mignon
b-tch raw…

hook:

i got all these hoes on my d-ck
i tell em bounce
(bounce, bounce, bounce)
all these dudes on my shit
i tell em bounce
(bounce, bounce, bounce)
think you f-ck with my clique?
you better bounce
(bounce, bounce, bounce)
i like my music like my weed
real loud!

verse 2:

i got all these hoes on my d-ck
they say d-mn wo- you the shit
i got liquor up in my liver and my d-ck up in your b-tch
you know i’m playing, but really i get her all wet when i’m spitting
i’m sicker, b-tch i got the flu
i got it- not you…
i got it like i went and bought it from target while it was on sale
you probably could tell that i’m hotter than satan and hell
i got em all talking, they calling
phone ringing like bells
(ring, ring!)
i’m dropping these bread crumbs
leaving ’em trails
b-tch give me the crown or i’ll take it
hoe we do not take shits
i’m super amazing
an “s” on my chest better gimme my cape, shit!
don’t f-ck with no fake shit!
yeah

hook:

(bunten) verse 2:

d-d-d-d-mn!
got them coming again
and he never pretend that he the best
(best)
cause he know he the shit
(shit)
and f-ck all the rest
clenching the grip
(grip)
unloading the clip
(blow)
right at your tip
bunten the shit!
yeah i’m crazy and sick
spitting like i’m chewing dip

i got a bone to pick with y’all cats
talk shit and fall the f-ck back
y’all just stepping out of your line
don’t want me stepping out mine
i am outta my mind and bringing the fire
you acting like you in denial
y’all gon’ try f-cking with me
you f-ck with a beast
and f-ckboy i’m off of the leash

hook:

real loud!
yeah, i got that shit!
b-tch with a fat -ss pop that shit!
drop that shit!
yeah, rock that shit!
-ss so fat had to crop that shit
she crazy boy, she a freak!
pop that one time and i’m weak!
rap to futuristic, i’m back
head f-cked up from smoking loud pack
we ain’t the same, boy, what you dumb?
got me tripping waving that gun
i’m that motherf-cker and some
in good humor got you like “what?”

hook:

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