B.M.G. Productions - Bounce lyrics

[VERSE 1] My name is Kid Kells ??? around my neck I rock j**-els ??? cause my sh** sells I'm another plateau, level so high I see an-gels, farewell That's why I walk it like I talk it, and I ain't saying nothing So I guess that I ain't walking, I'm rolling in that 300 See I ain't no G, but best believe that I run it I'll talk sh**, I'm a hustler, talk money Bank rolls, stash spots, shoulda, coulda, woulda, them have nots Pants swole up from them cash knots and my roof lift back like laptops Who is you kidding, y'all ain't living y'all are scraping And as long as money talk, I can't hear none of y'all hating [Chorus] BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE! [VERSE 2] Stop! Who told you it was cool to mess with this kid? The city got me paid, so shouts out to my crib I'm 18 and I got more soldiers than the president That vanilla drop-top, same color as my skin BOUNCE! Four-fifteens beat, I make this ba** break grounds This is that ??? that'll make them girls get down On stage we whilin' until we hear that sound (woop woop) It's the boys, clear out! Hit the block in something crucial, polo bu*toned up All of the way up to the top with them fat laces in my Chucks See I don't give a f**, never really have Your girl ain't all that cute, but I'll snatch her just cause I can Always been the man, never claimed to be the hoodest Real words couldn't describe me, so tell me who the goodest? And if music lost its substance, this is hip-hop at its fullest And if the rap game was a school, then I'd be all you rappers bullies [Chorus] BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE! [VERSE 3] Can't nobody get on my level, get up and tell 'em what my name is Kells! (Drop it) I was pullin dimes when I was a real little boy And to this day I'm still hollering, still hustling Still cussing, motherf** you and the crew you run with Never been a thang to get off my booty and make them calls and get this money 65 hundred out the trunk, first CD Look at me now $10 a pop, making millions is easy Can't nobody see me, and y'all buzzing like bees be Still hating cause you jealous, y'all just wanna be me Everything that I do we do the best, get your hating up Where your money at? Trick please, get your paper up And I'm in they hood, I must have lost my lid f** 'em says my dirty mouth, I need Orbit Then I look at my surroundings to find who's hating There I think I found a p**y cat, yup sure did [Chorus] BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and if you getting dough BOUNCE, BOUNCE...and all my ladies know BOUNCE, BOUNCE...cause I ain't leaving till you BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE!