Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Just bounce around
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All my niggas in the place need to bounce around
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Just bounce around
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Make ya bounce around
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All my bitches in the place need to bounce around
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Make ya bounce around
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I'll make ya bounce around
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Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce around
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Just bounce around
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Just bounce around
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C'mon
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Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me
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None of y'all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy
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Prepare for the coming of another grand larceny
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Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a little hard to me
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Shit I spit'll slice you all up in yo main artery
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For the simple fact we didn't grow together, you ain't a part of me
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Makin niggas ride my long star singin the choruses
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Open orifices they gon' go cop another fortresses
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Meet a couple Delorises
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Travel when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses
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Ay yo-yo yo-yo YO
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Now I be Busta Ryhmes multimedia
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Latest edition added to the street encyclopedia
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(Meaning) keep your eyes on greedy niggas gettin greedier
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(Meaning) keep your eyes on meaty asses gettin meatier
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Worldwide publication bring tribulation
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To all whack niggas I smash yo' dedication
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My purpose is to purchase and really hurt this
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Bring alla my niggas amongst the wealthy merchants
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Gently we conquer the spot until its empty
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Present me and my niggas with arsenal aplenty
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Break fools, send you to school, follow the rules
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Violate my tools, lay you in your own blood pool
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But for now I drop jewels on the mentally strong
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With shit to say we don't allow niggas to say up in a song
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Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce
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One two (two) ride around in large amounts
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One two (two) high offa half an ounce
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two), hot shit makin ya bounce
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One two (two) ride around in large amounts
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One two (two) we high offa half an ounce
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One two (two), one two (two)
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Caliente, wearing Ferdio Valente
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Shorty whippin in a Mitsubishi Viamonte
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Smell the roses, overdoses, givin niggas they diagnosis
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I got the answer for niggas who need they prognosis
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Shit for alla y'all niggas to smell up in your noses
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Hocus pocus, introduce me to the hostess
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I was dyin'a stroke uh play strip poker
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In the limo as I directed the limo chauffer
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Told the nigga to spin over by the club copa
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Watchin shorty lay as she spread on the limo sofa
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She asked the chauffer to stop for a frappachino mocha
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Then she let me blaze it while I still had my gun in my holster
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Still bonin, word I love the way shorty moanin
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Zonin, word is born niggas is wide open
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Yo, have a little fun all in between time
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And now we focus on the money shit all in the meantime
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Word to mother- I work hard to keep microphonin
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And alert niggas to shit like when the devil started clonin
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What nigga? yeah, we bowlin and shit is rollin
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Little shitty-ass niggas should run and go clean ya colon
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Any human that be assumin I check my nigga ruben for the ice cuban
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Assist him in my Lincoln Ave. boomin
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Whats the issue? I come to get you
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May the force be with you
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Bang your head, rupture your brain tissue
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I unravel shit faster than sound travel
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Battle any amphibian or live mammal
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Don't fret from sunrise to sunset
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Make a nigga bounce quick and I ain't even grabbed my gun yet
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I ain't done yet before I go to my permanent home
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Make sure you put 'One Of The Illest' on my tombstone
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Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin ya bounce
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One two (two) ride around in large amounts
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One two (two) high offa half an ounce
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two) hot shit makin ya bounce
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One two (two) ride around in large amounts
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One two (two) we high offa half an ounce
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two), one two (two)
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One two (two)
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Hot Shit Makin' Ya Bounce
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Busta Rhymes |