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Bounce Bitch Lyrics - The Understanding - Memphis Bleek

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

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 gettin' some brain 

Hit it left, right, left like I'm bouncin' 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 showin' that thong 

 

As we proceed got her rollin' 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 tryin' 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 

 

Bounce bitch, let's get it poppin' 

You fuckin' with this thug 

Who love to go shoppin' 

Love to cop jewels to light up my crew 

So bitch act right, you could light up to, but 

 

Bounce bitch, let's get it poppin 

You fuckin' with this thug 

Who know, when they're watchin' 

You know I ain't frontin', show me somethin' 

Bitch, you act right, I might buy you somethin' 

 

Ayo, you know the wife, she the type you ain't seen duke 

She love a thug when he dressed in them jean suits 

Wifebeaters, with that ice that blin' duke 

She know the Memph, get deep in her spleen duke 

I keep her jig 'cause I send her through Nine West 

Your bitch bad but I keep mine dressed nigga, Gucci shoes 

Fendi bags and shit, princess cut's briggets all that classy shit 

And you know next step, now she givin' me head 

 

6 am fuck it we could do it again and I'm a Juvenile bitch 

So back that ass up 

You drink, I'ma Cognac your ass up 

What's your life like 

I'm about my ends so get your peeps, I got a couple of friends 

And I'ma tear it up shit 

Smoke an ounce and I'm gone 

If the cat tight, fuck it Memph leavin' tomorrow 

 

Bounce bitch, let's get it poppin' 

You fuckin' with this thug 

Who love to go shoppin' 

Love to cop jewels to light up my crew 

So bitch act right, you could light up to, but 

 

Bounce bitch, let's get it poppin' 

You fuckin' with this thug 

Who know, when they're watchin' 

You know I ain't frontin', show me somethin' 

Bitch, you act right, I might buy you somethin' 

 

So bounce 

You know her, bounce 

Y'all know her, yeah 

Y'all know her, yeah 

So bounce 

It's pastiche, you know with this thugers 

Let her go shoppin' 

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