up Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up) Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up) Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up) Bounce (uh) (uh) playa, baby Two rides with that OG ride I'm but it's all gravy skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot I'll shoot if you try to me Get clout when I'm out, money I'm all about In a world that's so Peep this streetness, had a weakness Peep this, I do daily Follow my set, bottles of moet Bet they lay me Six feet in the dirt, I'm the one the work Got hits but they try to me If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme You can roll me, yeah maybe Hey the streets is mine like When an MC grind play crazy
Gimme some room when I that Jag up Bounce, bounce, My on swoll, is that what ya mad for? Huh? Go on See that Coup that maroon rag up? What? Then To your hungry chicks that always nag us up
E'rybody talkin since they see I'm on a Touch mine, you gon' end up gettin' mowed Ladies love me like they just found a pot of gold Jackpot, I'm scoring big the globe You can be hot, I'm you not and that's cold Cold the flow, dro when it goes Sick, said she never drove a stick she was ontop of me, backseat of the six It's goin round these parts Nobody me till I got the deal so don't start Is it different? Is it dope? I dunno what you about Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin Chingy baby
Gimme some when I pull that Jag up Bounce, bounce, My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for? Go on then See that with that maroon rag up? What? Huh? To your hungry chicks that always nag us up
How many MC's get dissed For hatin on the NDP, New Draft Don't it look like a hundred in my wrist? I'm sorry I'm the glitter that your girls glists (??) Swim the big fish, I hit I don't miss Sorta like Starks shootin' for the Knicks Don't get me pissed, you'll take a big It'll feel like you fell off a tall I'm a bully like Cliff (??) I sank yo Six o'clock the clip if you pop off a lip Chingy baby
Gimme some room when I that Jag up Bounce, bounce, My pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad Huh? Go on See that Coup with that rag up? Huh? Then To your money chicks that always nag us up