Bounce bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah Y'all ain't ready for this shit 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 bitch 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 Niggas who scheme Niggas 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 Motherfucker I don't play I get this cream, jigga