Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floor Cowboy bouncers 'bout to bowl me out the door Jose got me stumblin', mumblin' like a fool That worms got a kick like a Tennessee mule Wake up in the mornin', hurtin'

Biggie bounce, biggie bounce, biggie bounce Biggie, biggie, biggie, biggie (Biggie bounce) Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Make it clap, make it clap, She gotta face on her like Lisa Ray Get the players club with the Frito-Lay Nigga try me

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

Say what you want but nothing can stop me now Contradict to know what I want Take a shot and I'll bounce this off I'm in control so nothing can hold me down All we get is hell but it works Too strong to give into words I just came to kick ass and take

I told her bounce it back I told her ounces back You been sellin' drugs for years Ain't got a bird, nigga You been sellin' weed, nigga You ain't a plug, nigga You know I'm different from them I'm from a different cloth I got a nina ross

Up in here, up in here Bouncin' again, bounce-bouncin' again Y'all gon' make me lose my mind Y'all gon' make me go all out Y'all gon' make me act a fool Y'all gon' make me lose my cool Meet me outside, meet me outside Dark Man keep you bouncin' again If

I can make it bounce by myself 3 chainz, owww Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards And skate off after, engage in laughter ‘bout what just happened Fingers and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic? Catch you in traffic, you

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

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

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