Yo Gotti – Bounce That Lyrics
Throw me up, Ivy
Ayy
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Look
Bitch, I got a pocket full of hundreds, I don’t do cards
You know I pull up foreigns, I don’t rent cars
Ass lookin’ fake, she been the DR
Bounce that shit, now roll with it
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it
Shake that shit, girl you’re cold with it
Bounce that shit, touch your pole with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
I ain’t given the bitch one dollar
Hit her from the back, make her holler
I don’t want the bitch if she model
I don’t want the bitch if she don’t swallow
Told her everything Gucci but I’m Prada
All out on her pay, but I don’t follow (lights)
DM the bitch, fuck tomorrow (flights)
Pussy good, she gon’ be a problem (sike)
I got the bag and the dough, bih’
She got a tone ring and a glowstick
Bounce that shit, make it drip (drip)
Make a nigga send a hoe a check for a trip
You want Chanel?
Oh well
You a lost?
I want the tale
Is you gon’ write a nigga, if I go to jail?
Is you gon’ fight a bitch about a nigga? Yea
Bounce that shit, now roll with it
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it
Shake that shit, girl you’re cold with it
Bounce that shit, touch your pole with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
I took your baby momma to Bahamas
Fuck her once and told her lose the number
We ain’t noble type, you been in huddles
You ain’t get a bitch, you get a [?]
Your ex wasn’t gettin a pack, he was a runner
Bitches, I was 16, I had to top drop at summer
Yea, I had a hundred and my momma
Nigga bought a brick and I might find him one
My homie down bad, you know I throw him somethin’
Niggas disrespectin’ me, you know done him somethin’
She like “Gotti, you drip hard”, I say “That was Gunna or somethin'”
Bitch, I’ve been a millionaire since 21
Savage, whole hood ratchet
First hundred thou’ on my [?], I’mma mattress
I swear to god no cappin’ that’s my auntie [?]
They only [?] dirty boys, I’m one of them
My role model [?] guess it’s safe to say
I ain’t knock the treats, but I ain’t the one to pay
Safe sex, no chicks, thats my prank
Bitch, I’m in a whole ‘nother ranl
Bounce that shit, now roll with it
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it
Shake that shit, girl you’re cold with it
Bounce that shit, touch your pole with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
Take your time with it
Take your time with it
Girl, you fine with it
Use your mind with it
Uh oh, uh oh
[?] bend that ass over, and make that ass run
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit
B-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit
B-b-bounce, b-b-bounce, b-b-bounce
B-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, b-bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it, b-bounce it, b-b-bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce it