Make it bounce Oh-oh-oh-oh Shake it, break it, make it bounce Go nuts, hands up, get crazy Bounce, make it, make it bounce Bounce, make it bounce Bounce, shake it, break it, make it bounce I don't wanna hurt ya but I'm about to work ya Watch your mouth

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin’ wit'?) Pop that pop that pop that Drop that pussy bitch Work, work, work, work, bounce Work, work, work, work, bounce (What ya twerkin’ wit'?) (Don't stop, pop that, don't

You know what I mean yeah? All my friends'll desert again In my head, I can sleep when I'm dead Baby, don't let the hype dilute ya (na na na) So bounce if you’ve had enough Do you know what I mean yeah? Of the people you know And I don't wanna be a loner

Three times for the Holy Ghost (Oh hell yes) Knock once for the Father Twice for the Son I'm a nervous wreck The drugs just make me reset (Three times) Wishes bounce me weightless The infrared scope of pointlessness

Gyal mi like it Sing for me, sing for me Talk to mi gyal Mi love how ya bounce Talk to me, talk to me Me like when ya ride and bubble And tip pon yo toe To how the something sweet Shi a sing in a waan different language

I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) Ayy, my walk is so cocky the bouncers don't even stop me Ain't no pat down, no ID They know me, that shit obvi Bitch I pack out the lobby just from fans tryna find me I got daughters and mothers tryna fuck with

Bounce, bounce, bounce Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to death It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette D.J. race a run on your mark, get set And watch everybody

Put your hands up, bend your knees Bounce around in a circle, get down with me Oh come on, come on Come on, come on It's called the U-Turn It's not hard to learn It ain't hard to learn Yeah, ay yo 2000 it's us

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups) Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up) Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up) Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you And

You should get what you deserve Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce And that’s a nigga like me Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce And that's some of this D You should get what you deserve (uh-uh-ey) Said I’m just tryna take you home and make that ass