Lyrics to Buck Bounce
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(Eightball)Whats the dealWhats up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis hereFa realHistoric hits, nigga like Ali's fistRock the worldGet freaked by a different bunch hot little girlsSpeed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girlGot lil' doe, got something to blowYou wanna get like that, gimme head in the BenzI love a chick that suck dick like thatDirty, Southern grittyBouncin' through yo' city2000 Rocketship sittin' on some chrome 20'sChoppin', collar poppin', platinum droppin'Space Age 4 Eva means that we will not be stoppin' (Yea Yea)Eightball, MJG, DJ Quik collaboration across the nationHittin' licks, shawty me and my niggas so official with itPoetic pimpin', ain't no playin' when we step up in itLike this, go all out nigga don't be scared to bustFuturistic, what you need to do is catch up with us(Chorus 2X: Eightball)Bounce, BounceMan get up on you feet and help me get itCrunk, CrunkEverybody up in here let me see yaBounce, BounceIf a nigga trippin we gone make them heatersBuck, BuckDime pieces let me see you make that ass(MJG)I'm a killer with the micBefore I get buck with the gun1-9-7-2 was the birthTell a nigga was the worstYou can't fuck with the oneNigga take ya foot out ya mouthGet ya ass off the couchMJG bringin the heat when Quik droppin' this beatI know that ya'll can rap, but I'ma rock this beatBreakin 'em off with dope seedsThe nigga with the most of disCoast to coast to hitRoll the shit, Broke the shitKept somkin'Then put it down on tape againI got a fifth of HenFifth of GinA fifth for nowAnd a fifth for thenTake it ???Take it down shot for shotYou ain't got Coniyak its not the spineI got a stack of hoesMatter a fact a nigga smackin' hoesStraight up mack them hoesIf you a platinum hoe, You gotta keep workin' the bitchDon't stop and relax them hoesA lot of niggas be claimin' to pimpAnd a whole lot of pimpin' what a nigga be talkin' aboutBut when a bitch tell a nigga to spend some moneyThe mothafuckas still be walkin 'em outTakin 'em home, givin 'em cheese, beggin 'em pleaseTalkin' about he'll take my ki's, big trickSee I was born to pimp for this shitMJG equipped for this shitAin't no niggas in here found timeFake ass niggas is scared of my rhymePimp tight, break a bitch quickFuturistic niggas take shit(Chorus 2x)(DJ Quik)P-I-M-P unifiedMJG and Q gone trySee me gettin' down with Ball in the ??? with a palm full of smokeRappin' niggas ain't no jokeSo me to the front of the boardsWith an MP and piano chordsGettin' back to my evil waysLick him 3 times, he gone paySidetrack, forgot your pointIt's a 10 to 4 bet that you ain't gonna forget thatGet your peeps up off my cheesePut your money in the pot, go squeezeSee the bright red dice just dieShoot a whole meal, I might just try18 thou with the jewelery on the floorWhen I hit a lick don't flex no moreGamblin', scramblin' tryin' to get up out the hoodNothin' but scavengers and the bettin' ain't goodShow me where it's sunny at, where it's funny atHoes with the polished toes, I'm a money catTip toe blow walkin' on a rift raftPut that shit back in ya pocket I don't sniff thatI'm lookin for the bud, and the brewand some X with a broad with some thug in her jewels(Got Sex) 6 uniforms all on my backI was gone chill to, they didn't peep thatHad to be something else to make them irateGive a nigga a minute let me clean the slateNo, I ain't have sex with ya wifeNo, I ain't make threats on ya lifeBitch, help me get my mind off this shit with an ounceI don't wanna see, I wanna feel you(Chorus 2x)

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