Memphis Bleek - Bounce b**h lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah Y'all ain't ready for this sh** Y'all ain't ready Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, yo You ho's know I stay jig ROC wear sweat suits Type to pull up on your block 2G benz coupe and you know I ain't even got to spit no game I just show you the chain Then I'm getting some brain Hit it left, right, left Like I'm bouncing with drama Just light up a light Put that glow on the arm I let you sip Don If the Cris' too strong Once the b**h drunk Then she showing that thong As we proceed Got her rolling the weed Hydro eyes low on our way to the p's Ya'll know I go I be nervy than deez n***as who scheme n***as who be trying to get Bleek So you know I keep the heat I be ready to creep Nine low, bright though Get a quick thirteen Violate you'll see You can die this week Motherf**er I don't play I get this cream, jigga 1 - Bounce b**h Let's get it poppin' You f**ing with this thug Who love to go shopping Love to cop j**els to light up my crew So b**h act right You could light up to, but Bounce b**h Let's get it poppin You f**ing with this thug Who know when they're watching You know I aint frontin' Show me something b**h, you act right I might buy you you something Ayo you know the wife She the type you aint seen duke She love a thug When he dressed in them jean suits Wifebeaters With that ice that bling duke She know the Memph Get deep in her spleen duke I keep her jig Cause I send her through Nine West Your b**h bad but I keep mine dressed n***a Gucci shoes, Fendi bags and sh** Princess cut's briggets all that cla**y sh** And you know next step Now she giving me head 6a.m f** it we could do it again And I'm a Juvenile b**h So back that a** up You drink, I'ma Cognac your a** up What's your life like I'm about my ends so get your peeps, I got a couple of friends And I'ma tear it up sh** Smoke an ounce and I'm gone If the cat tight f** it Memph leaving tomorrow Repeat 1