Bounce

(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

Bitch raw...

Hook:

I got all these hoes on my dick

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

All these dudes on my shit

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

Think you fuck 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 dick

They say damn Wo- you the shit

I got liquor up in my liver and my dick up in your bitch

You know I'm playing, but really I get her all wet when I'm spitting

I'm sicker, bitch 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

Bitch 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 fuck with no fake shit!

Yeah

Hook:

I got all these hoes on my dick

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

All these dudes on my shit

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

Think you fuck with my clique?

You better bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

I like my music like my weed

Real loud!

(Bunten) Verse 2:

D-D-D-Damn!

Got them coming again

And he never pretend that he the best

(Best)

Cause he know he the shit

(Shit)

And fuck 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 fuck 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 fucking with me

You fuck with a beast

And fuckboy I'm off of the leash

Hook:

I got all these hoes on my dick

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

All these dudes on my shit

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

Think you fuck with my clique?

You better bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

I like my music like my weed

Real loud!

Real loud!

Yeah, I got that shit!

Bitch with a fat ass pop that shit!

Drop that shit!

Yeah, rock that shit!

Ass 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 fucked up from smoking loud pack

We ain't the same, boy, what you dumb?

Got me tripping waving that gun

I'm that motherfucker and some

In Good Humor got you like "what?"

Hook:

I got all these hoes on my dick

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

All these dudes on my shit

I tell em bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

Think you fuck with my clique?

You better bounce

(Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)

I like my music like my weed

Real loud!