Lyrics Bounce Baby (feat. Mike Organiz') - Kaysha

Bounce Baby (feat. Mike Organiz')

Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / I’ll make you dance
Baby, haha, haha
Better bounce baby, yeah yeah / Make u dance baby
Make u dance baby) x2
It’s the world wide, chico, comin', to yo / Caraibeen
City or any pueblo
Myself plus, every other emcees that u know / From my
Crew hit you with the crazy menu
I please u, with the fat beats and cute hair / With
Lotion, I got no magic potion
Just emotion, music I create that’s a passion /
Make a lotta dough and smiles that’s my mission /
Delicious, specialist, not a vandal /
If ya wanna play the Van Damme tete aw an kannal
Niggas wanna ambush me, cause bouche a bouche / Too
Much, that’s why I stay the bush
Check out the sound that hit like bamboo / Check out
The beat that change the hair do
The original, sex crocodile / The original, sexy and
Wild
If sounding good was a crime, I’d be a criminal / In
The industry they know me like the music hall
Now u know who bring the cream / Organized playas and
Kaysha make you scream papa
The fat shit, the bad team u need / Baby don’t be
Worried about the way we proceed
Maybe young in the factory but I study / For the 98
Spend the money with me
All the niggas in the west indies buy the shit / All
The sexies in the clubs, move on it
Mcs from West Indies, deja vu in the menu / Famous
Like the fugees, baby baby please
Number one in the menu / Kaysha, It was previewed /
One mo time like yo sista u shine
Who make u dance uh uh, uh uh / Mike, make u bounce
Uh uh, uh uh
I know u wanna know who da best dada / No contest
Indies West to Cuba
Smoke cigarillo, even day festivo / Hot like fuego
The musical bambino
Sons of millions blacks from Haiti / to Paris, we got
A mad band’s diary
U don’t know who I be stampeede, mozambique / My
Techniques come from, yo I’m not a bad seed
From a bad sex, that’s why I rock rollex / On the arm
Deck, Don’t like we get typex
I got the next, millenium, ready for my text / If ya
Feel bad about it get a fervex
The increadible, crazy with style / The irrationnal
Too many gals
Crazy lovable, though I don’t push a lex / I push a
Bike, but u like my sex