Bounce

Where are you going if it's eleven o'clock?
It's just that, it's just that, it's just that
That ass wants to bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Smoke, smoke, never cough
Yeah, yeah, ah
The whole neighborhood knows her

And she likes to feel bad, she has a pole in the room
They imitate her, they don't match her, dangerous like a bullet
She dreams of bills, no fool messes with her
Everyone's little doll, but nobody's toy

She moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club
She moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club

(More bottles)
She wants to stay inside the party
Bring rosé, bring weed
She's single with four shorties

(Asking for more bottles)
She's single with four shorties
(Asking for more bottles)
(Bounce, bounce) bounce

The night is short and she wants to twerk against the wall, eh-eh
To forget about him, to let him know, eh
She calls him on WhatsApp, tells him: Daddy, I'm not your baby anymore, eh
I didn't get upset, eh (bounce)

She moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club
She moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club
(Bounce, bounce) bounce

I'm a boss bitch, bitch
So show me some respect
All my bitches are expensive
My pussy is gourmet (skrrt)
Your trash doesn't threaten
This is West Coast fat (yeah)
Here no one is chatty chatty
This is real shit

Copycat, I did that months ago
You found one who tries, but doesn't look like me
I called her to show her what she really deserves
And now she buys with my crew and not with your stupidities

Fuck you, bro

And she moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club
She moves to the rhythm of clap, clap, clap
To bring down the club, club, club, club, club

Bounce that booty, bi'