| --Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
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| Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
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| Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (bounce)
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| Turn it up, we can clown to this
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| Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
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| (verse one)
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| I hear you bragin 'bout the money you foldin'
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| Same nigga that be kissin’my colon
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| When you picture me rollin'
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| Nigga picture me holdin', pure heat like Nolan
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| They call me Poppa Doctor
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| See your bitch and i knock her
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| I collect them like Pokemon
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| >From Nokishan, accept the ones with no behind
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| You can keep 'em, keep 'em from creepin’where i’m sleepin'
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| Same bitch and same club every weekend
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| Same drink, same dress, brainless
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| What would you do if i handed you a stainless
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| Can’t fuck with a girl that’s gameless
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| Would you tell the po-po's what my name is Baby baby can you bouce to this (baby bounce)
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| Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (smoke an ounce)
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| Turn it up, we can clown to this
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| Throw your hands in the air if you down with this (yeah yeah)
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| --Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
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| (verse two)
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| Don’t stop get it get it
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| I’m not the kind to get jiggy with it
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| I’m the kind to get niggy with it
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| I’m a show you what it’s all about, trick!
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| Shake yo’ass till your curls fall out, bitch!
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| Don’t pretend you can live without, dick!
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| Come with me ain’t no doubt that i’m, rich!
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| Whatchoo goan do in the early 'morn
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| When the lights come on, and your drink is gone
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| Do you think you grown
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| Think we convone (?)
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| It’s a party at my house i got drinks at home
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| Get to undressin', pull out the lethal weapon
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| Look you in the eye and i aks you one question
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| Baby baby can you bouce to this (bounce)
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| Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (what choo smokin’on?)
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| Turn it up, we can clown to this
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| Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
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| --Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
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| (Jay-Z sample)
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| ---Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me… can ya---
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| (verse three)
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| Who that nigga that be in the club every week
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| Who that cheep mutherfucker won’t buy you a drink
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| Who that bitch dressed like a freak but she won’t speak
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| Who that hoe think she is, like her shit don’t stink
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| Who that player on the floor, sweatin’in all silk
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| Who that girl showin’tits, like she got milk
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| Who that hater in the corner, always on tilt
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| Who that fool in the parking lot about to get killed (yeah)
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| Baby baby can you bouce to this (can you bounce)
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| Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (blaze one)
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| Turn it up, we can clown to this
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| Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
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| (if you down with this)
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| Baby baby can you bouce to this (huh)
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| Fuck around and smoke an ounce to this (dogg best C.G.(?)
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| Turn it up, we can clown to this
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| Throw your hands in the air if you down with this
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| --Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it Wiggle wiggle, Make it jiggle, just a little--
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| yeah, Ice Cube (bounce it, bounce it…)
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| (Jay-Z sample)
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| ---Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me wit me… can ya--- |