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Chorus: Juvenile]

I'm about to bounce back bounce then bounce back

I'm about to bounce back bounce then bounce back

Bounce back bounce back then bounce back

I'm about to bounce back bounce then bounce back

Bounce back bounce back then bounce back

I'm about to bounce back bounce then bounce back

Bounce back bounce back then bounce back

I'm about bounce back bounce then bounce back

You ever had corns on your fingers from squeezing the mac to much

Nigga be rhyming the dice game and the wack do up

Tripping stolen strip cars for a living

Stayed away from home when ever they was bitchin

We used to rush the customers for sales when they pull up in cars

Untill undercovers started putting us behind bars

Menace to society is all we watch

In the back seat strapped with the throw away glocks

I got some partners in the business never seeing the light

Your people would got ya Cochrin if your cheese be right

You know i've be holding it down playa you a dog

I'm a real nigga I ain't gonna stop accepting your phone call

I'm a blow and toss a hoe for you, like I'm supposed to do

I'm serious and focused too, know I am over do

The first nigga to park a Rolls Royce in the bricks

While I fly private charter out of town by a bitch

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Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds

Long as I breathe ain't nothin in this world that they can't be

Yeah I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke

Started tweakin and broke in them people house next do'

Shot a nigga for smokin rocks on my mom back porch

Damn near graduated and got on that dope

My, work is an art, I am better than smart

Homey I hustle with a strategy that's never been taught

I can make that coke flip, I can make a hoe strip,I can

spray the hole clip, I take nothing from no bitch

I got the money in the case, 45 on the waist

Pitbulls in the yard so stay away from my gate

Could you believe a nigga feelin like he still ain't ate?

Huh, y'all don't understand you shoulda seen my plate

Would love to give you some credit, but even you said it

Be serious about your money and right now I'm tryin to get it

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I'm on a mission lil' daddy

Put this paint on the caddy

Nigga ridin threw the hood and we blowing on candy

Stay g'd up from my head to my feet

I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets

Saw death and crime for the first same time

Them rims on shine just a vision of mine

Put this shit back together cause I stay on the grind

Nigga know I gets me I stunt all the time

For the dead and the gone, the young and the grown

O.G. mother fuckers who be getting it on

Niggaz stunting and they shining bling blingin all the timin

I hold my hood down for the shit that I'm driving

Nigga thug to death, remember the projects

Juve that came back now you bitches upset

Nigga know how we getting it cause we getting it on

Keep it coming, keep it getting, bitch my money is long

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