Letras
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count
This be my type shit, I'm on the prowl, I'm on the night shit
She got a nice friend, that pussy for sale, what is the price then
Talk like you high end, bitch you ain't bad, ho you just light skin
Been fly since a kid so I been da shit, since bubble gum bubble gum in the dish
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that
They at the front door, if they want more, serve them a round back
Look at da junkie, they high, I see the fiend in they eyes
He need a bean, but he ain't part of the team
I told him nah, no they ain't able to stop this shit
That ho that you clockin is not yo bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bottega vanetta, I know they don't like what I'm doing
Niggas gon' hate me forever, I get what I want
She made you wait for a month, I fucked the day that I met her
And now she a wife that don't make it no better
I'm fucking with shorty, she gave me that pussy, I'm grateful
You know I fucked her to vory
I had her legs in the sky, no I ain't coming inside
I pulled it out, that's when she opened up her mouth
And she said ah, I put that on God she don't know English, just hurry and buy
That ain't a lie, you gotta swallow it, you know the vibes
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that
They at the front door, if they want more, serve them a round back
Look at da junkie they high, I see the fiend in they eyes
He need a bean, but he ain't part of the team
I told him nah, no they ain't able to stop this shit
That ho that you clockin not yo bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that
This be the bounce back, blues on the floor, I told her count that