Letras
Girl, you need to focus 'cause you looking hopeless
Fuck a lot of ballers, but you, you just a broke bitch
Tell me what you thinking, blame it on your emotions
Never getting paid, but your legs stay open
And girl why you think it's a hole in your mouth?
And don't try to flip the question, I don't go down south
When I could show you the bounce
Show you how to flip that ounce
Tuck it in your purse and cover your blouse
Set up shop, bring the work up in your house
Really show you what this hustling about, that's if you game for it
You in the club, what you came for?
To meet a baller with a car and get all your drinks paid for
You and your girlfriend with your French tips
And the MAC lipstick with the black fit (black fit)
Knowing that your ass and tits
Is enough to have most niggas blind 'bout the cash they spent, Hussle
They got trouble understanding
How they never in your plans 'cause you got a couple fans on you
But it's not gon' be too fair
'Cause you gon' switch up for them bands
You ain't never met a man for you
Girl, you know you're not ready for love (show you the bounce)
Girl, you know you're not ready for love (show you the bounce)
(Show you the bounce, show you the bounce)
(Show you the bounce, show you the bounce)
So, so good how you fucking me, show me the bounce ma
We getting to the bag, can't even count ma
I showed you how to live, took you out your mom's crib
Peter Luger's and C, you fucking with BFP
Fashion Nova jeans, her strut hella mean
Roberto Cavalli shades, she's living her dream
Therefore she won't scheme, she'll keep it a hunnid
Show me the bounce ma, make a nigga want it
I'm on it, baby you fine, let's unwind
Sip on some wine, bump and grind
But not R. Kelly, I like my ladies grown
Who support they man and want him to have his own
Bitch leave me alone, accuse me of cheating
Don't be a bag of stress, a nigga just eating