| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| One time officer, can you get back over us
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| Checking on my clique while we kickin' in the parking lot
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| Trippin' over something but you know it’s just stress
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| Zion I up in the party so you know it’s just bliss
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| Bounce, rock with my music
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| Party people bounce
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| Rock with my music, music
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| Bounce, rock with my music
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| I’m something like a tick-tock 'cause I keep time
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| 'Cause I cut the rim shot, used to chop rhymes
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| I been on that hip-hop since I dropped dimes
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| OG see Cali love, this is triple OG this Cali bud
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| Oakland, California, homie sayin' wassup
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| But the folk who don’t know me
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| I’m a lone chromosome on the microphone
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| Quite a long way from home
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| Here to enter cypher, echo out and I’m gone
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| A new zone
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| And now you seein' what I’m seein'
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| Third eye focused over something human being
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| And now you seein' what I’m seein'!
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| Third eye focused over something human being
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| Bounce!
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| Rock to my music
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| Party people bounce
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| (Bounce, bounce, bounce) (x2)
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| Two time champion, call me Wilt Chamberlain
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| I love em when they bug em plus I’m muggin' for the cam again
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| Click-clack rap a lot, dishin' on the counter-top
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| It’s never gonna stop on time when we rock just
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| Bounce, rock to my music
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| Party people bounce
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| Rock to my music, music
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| Bounce, rock to my music
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| I’m something like a (???) then I spit rhyme
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| Ram-pa-pa-am live it up every time
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| And everything will be alright
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| Number one controlla, the deep soul rolla
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| Hit you with that diddy, in your city taking over
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| Shouldn’t sound suspicious 'cause my nizzy is Lakota
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| And I’m breathin' underwater, I supply the brick and mortar |