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Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
(uh) bounce (uh)
Straight playa,
Two rides outside 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 when I'm out, money what I'm all about
In a world that's so
Peep this streetness, never had a
this, I do this daily
Follow my whole set, of moet
Bet they lay me
Six in the dirt, I'm the one with the work
Got but they try to spray me
If I lack, keep straps, a wrap, gimme daps
You can roll with me, yeah
Hey the streets is mine like
an MC grind don't play crazy

Gimme some room I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is what ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your money hungry chicks that nag us
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E'rybody talkin since they see I'm on a
Touch what's mine, you end up gettin' mowed
Ladies they me like they just found a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big around the
You can be hot, I'm what you not and cold
with the flow, dro when it goes
Sick, baby said she never a stick
Until she was of me, backseat of the six
It's goin round these parts
Nobody liked me till I got the so don't start
Is it different? Is it dope? I dunno what you yappin
Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin
Just Chingy

Gimme some room when I pull Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is what ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup that maroon rag up?
What? Huh?
To your money hungry that always nag us
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How many must get dissed
For on the NDP, New Draft Pick
it look like a hundred moons in my wrist?
I'm I'm the glitter that your girls seen glists (??)
Swim with the big fish, I hit I don't
Sorta like Starks shootin' for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, take a big diss
It'll feel like you off a tall cliff
I'm a bully like Cliff (??) I sank yo
Six o'clock the clip if you pop off a lip
Just Chingy

Gimme some when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money hungry that always nag us
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