It's all love whoadie (Bounce bounce) Show me love whoadie (Oh-oh oh-oh) It's all love whoadie (Bounce bounce) Show me love whoadie Show me love whoadie
death star chip in his eye had a glitch He had a flashback, a banging, rap sheets and track With a gift, the swift, the flux flex perplexed, the code
until it hurt ya Daddy came to freak it down And work ya, what time is it? P to the B to the P to the A Lay my game down precise like every day Display
up a little bit Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it You know, I got what it takes To make the club go outta control Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit Bounce
in disguise, never measure eye and eye On any of us, what, bounce, before you get touched The town's not big enough, give it up, get it shut Down like
and you don't know why You bounced like a ball and that's how you'll die Aces and 8's, aces and 8's Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand Aces and
got hit by a truck Aces and eights, aces and eights, aces and eights That's a dead man's hand Aces and eights, aces and eights, aces and eights That's a
love) Oh, you never heard of Nina Gotta a lotta things he end up doin', baby Nuff to make a nuh, go crazy Take a minute, pause for a group flick Cru
essence Waitin this in space with a hand clutching heaven So answer the question do you like to get down? Hell Yeah I?ll be twisting every time I hit town Lets bounce
Die' Wishin' that a motherfucker would, 'cause we certified Got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off Got a pump under my seat, sawed-off Got a
I'm 'bout to hard tonight, Won't quit it, get it how I'm living, so I'm bouncing off the walls, You should know that I'm like a radio, I'm turnt up everywhere
and bullshit and party and bullshit I be that bitch with a bat (Say what?) I be that bitch with a bat (Say what?) Get stank I'm a flip to a New York
't want niggas soundin' like me, knowhatI'msayin'? Niggas are null an' void, I get swole like a keyloid To overload your systems with rhymes for millenniums To shut down
Sofrano B sound system 'im was a-beatin' up the riddim with a fire 'im comin' down his reggae reggae wire It was a sound checkin' down your spinal column
magistrate with the screw face Bounce on the D. A. T. S. T. B., the new case Bucktown Home where the grass is greenah And all the Gods and earths choose a
up a little bit Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it You, know, I, got What it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit Bounce
going to Mars, we made a left at the dipper Never figured that we'd be here with a space majiggy We got there and I read a sign, it said "Welcome A.