-Hey yo P! Wuzzup, dawg? I heard you been out in California, ballin outta
control!
-Yeah, but Im back home now!
-Hey, yo, holla at ya boy, though!
-Down South hustlin, little Raleigh, we put you on the map yet, dawg?
-Since you back Down South, man, what you got to tell me, though?
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
(You shouldnt of wore bikinis if you came to dance. Pull them draws out ya
azz and let ya knees shake)
Back to the 3rd Ward, it sho feel good
Just left Cali, now Im back in the hood
Aint been home a week, but already gettin paid black
My homeboys fiendin for that dank, I mean that chronic sack
Bags, hella bitch, but aint a damn thing for free
You know Im from the Calliope so meet me on these ratta streets
A round rolled tablet, these fiends actin bad
Dont make me pop the trunk and get that tac, and tap that azz
Walked through the carway, made it to the gym
Hollered at Michael Brown, Big Willie, and Magnolia Slim
See my old girlfriend, damn she hella fine
Got three kids but aint none of them hoes mine
Asked her is it all good for a light night creep
She said she on her way, whistled at me at a quarter to three
Gold teeth shinin, diamonds almost blinded her
And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya
Say its all good, jumped in the Lexus
Mobile phone ringin, its my cousin from Texas
Say they bouncin hard to my shit back in 5th Ward
North side, south side and south par
Its that Down South lunatic, livin harder than a brick
Breakin em down, while shakin the town, with hoes all on my dick
Doin what I gotta do, leavin them lawyers without a clue
Playa hatas mad cause my ride on them gold jewels
You hoes bounce that azz, you niggaz get the gat
Playaz in the front, where they at, where they at?
6th folks keep pimpin, you pimps keep pimpin
With a mouth full of gold, I know my shit is kickin
5th wheel caddies, tilt like yo daddys
Bitch you pussy poppin, azz bouncin, I wanna grab it, can I have it?
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 to the 5
Nigga its the S-I-L to the K but dont forget to dot the "i"
Going into that booth like steak (What?)
3rd Ward nigga, fool, N.O., LA
Pretend its yo birthday like Lou
But we dont love you hoes like Snoop
But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots
(Why?) Just a fool like that
(Why you so laid back?) Im just cool like that
Game fuckin tight, nigga, a step above
A nigga fully strapped so I steps in the club
1 little, 2 little, 3 little dog bitches
4 little, 5 little, 6 little dog bitches
7 little, 8 little, 9 little dog bitches
Now which one of you hoes is comin home with me?
Pffft! Pffft! Lodi Dodi, who came to party?
Im not Slick Rick but Im leavin with somebody
We just some Down South niggaz who rock the mike
Dont give a fuck, cause bounce all night
Pull me out to the ballin, and watch em get served
Bouncin in the U-haul, gettin full of that herb
All them stuntin ass niggaz finna give it up (lay it down)
Lightin up the whole block as I stuff em in the truck
Bitches this the payback, for them weak ass ?twav? sacks
Save that shit for to poppa (us Down South niggaz dont play that)
A bout it ass nigga from that boot
(Tell em dawg) all of that is my nature, to up a AK
Aint takin no shorts, already lost in this system
Either bounce or get bounced, so you hoes get with it
Uptown (bounce that azz, ho)
Downtown (bounce that azz, ho)
The West Bank (bounce that azz, ho)
Louisiana (bounce that azz, ho)
Texas (bounce that azz, ho)
Oklahoma (bounce that azz, ho)
Florida (bounce that azz, ho)
Memphis (bounce that azz, ho)
Alabama (bounce that azz, ho)
Georgia (bounce that azz, ho)
Mississippi (bounce that azz, ho)
Arkanasas (bounce that azz, ho)
Missouri (bounce that azz, ho)
Carolina (bounce that azz, ho)
California (bounce that azz, ho)
Everybody (bounce that azz, ho)
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch. Roll a nigga dick and get fucked
bitch. Ha, ha, ha!Yall so nasty! Master P and da Down South hustlers in
this muthafucka! (Aint no party like a No Limit Party cause a No Limit
Party is the shit) Bout to be outty 5, now, bitch! (Aint no party like a
No Limit Party cause a No Limit Party is the shit) No Limit Records,
Bouncin and Swingin! And stay off of my niggaz!
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