(Denaro Love)
(Pigott, bend that ass over and make that ass run)
(Load me up, IV)
Ayy (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up), look
Bitch, I got a pocket full of hundreds, I don't do cards (Do cards)
Yard full of foreigns, we don't rent cars (Skrrt-skrrt)
Ass lookin' fat, she been to DR (Yayo)
(BlaqNMild, you a genius, you diggin' me?) (Let's go)
Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Roll)
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on)
Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Cold)
Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go)
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it
I ain't givin' the bitch one dollar (Dollar)
Hit her from the back, make her holler (Oh)
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 on her page, but I don't follow her (Likes)
DM that bitch, fuck tomorrow (Flights)
Pussy good, she gon' be a problem (Sike)
I got the bag and the dope dick (Yup)
She got a tongue ring and the glowstick
Bounce that shit, make it drip (Drip)
Make a nigga send that ho a check for a trip
You want Chanel? Oh, well
You want lobster? (Lobster) I want the tail
Is you gon' write a nigga if I go to jail?
Is you gon' fight a bitch about a nigga? Yeah (Let's go)
Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Ayy)
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on)
Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Ayy)
Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go)
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it (Let's go)
I took your baby mama to Bahamas (Come on)
Fucked her once and told her, "Lose the number" (Get you outta here)
You ain't Nobu type, you Benihanas (Bitch, you fried rice)
You don't get a Benz, you get a Honda
Your ex wasn't gettin' the pack, he was a runner
Bitch, since I was sixteen, I had the top dropped every summer
Yeah, I had a hundred and my mama
Nigga bought a brick and I might front him one
My homie down bad, you know I throw him somethin'
Niggas disrespectin' me, you know I done him somethin'
She's like, "Gotti, you drip hard", I said, "That's Gunna's song"
Bitch, I've been a millionaire since twenty-one
Savage (Savage), whole hood ratchet (Ratchet)
First hundred thou' under my grandmama mattress (Reach your hands, nigga)
I swear to God, no cappin', ask my auntie'nem (No cap)
They only dated dope boys, why I'm one of them (I am)
My role models gangstas, guess it's safe to say
I ain't knockin' tricks, but I ain't the one to pay
Safe sex, no checks, that's my practice
Bitch, I'm in a whole 'nother bracket (Yup)
Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Roll)
Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on)
Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Cold)
Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go)
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it
Take your time with it, take your time with it
Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it (Let's go)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Pigott, bend that ass over and make that ass run)
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Ayy)
B-b-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Come on)
B-b-b-bounce, b-b-bounce, b-b-bounce
B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Let's go)
B-b-b-bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it, b-b-bounce it
B-b-bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it, b-b-bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce (Let's go)
compositores: Adam Pigott, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Dennis Mclawhorn Jr Love, Mario Mims
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