DJ Mustard - Bounce That Lyrics
feat. RJ, Royce The Choice, Skeme, Casey Veggies, TC4800(Intro)YeahSpit this isHigh!Mustard on the beat, hoe(Verse)Oh I love to ***** a *****Blame Mustard if you met a nigga richSee I’m a *****, got hundreds with me like a block cribDon’t talk to me if you ain’t got shitCould you not stick with the politic?And girl ***** the nigga that you came with‘Cause really he a ***** in every languageYoung nigga ballin OD oneYou ain’t hot, you gon beat oneAlright chop(Verse)Look, got em textin and he needs someShe in this threesome, call er round threesomePlease come show it, late night like a re-run3 blunts, 2 black ants in the C grillDrink it, cuff the private like it’s throw you babyRace ain’t no discrimination, ***** my favorite color *****Cold is fadement out on niggas, I’mma cross this so I’m blinkinWe ain’t *****in, I won’t even make a statement***** you know where to take it(Hook)To the ground type shitI just wanna see it in yo mouth right quickSome chance I need a wife and my account that thickHow much money you throwin up for a house that sick?I go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitI go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitLet’s go(Verse)Lil *****, tell me how that tasteNever here without a rubber, mama that ain’t safeHey, real nigga, baby ain’t shit fakeI don’t know about them other niggas, we bout cake, waitMoney long but I still through itI’m a Inglewood nigga, ***** you know how we do itBout cheese, gwap, yeaber, scrillaCall me Skeme, call me quicker than a bad ***** killer(Verse)Girl you a intern, know you with the businessA hoe her house white, tell me what’s the differenceShe never seen a young nigga makin livinRidin whips fatter than he ain’t gettingYea, if we don’t grind we don’t eat thoughThem girls love me from the valley down to picoIf she bad then she gon let a nigga see someIf she suck it then I might have to eat some(Hook)To the ground type shitI just wanna see it in yo mouth right quickSome chance I need a wife and my account that thickHow much money you throwin up for a house that sick?I go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitI go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitLet’s go(Verse)I got hoes in my catalogueTown nigga bang to they heavy carUh cash out, they’re my favorite wordsKill up on a *****, I don’t say a wordI hit the mall then my nigga splurgeRide up on yo *****, she got a lot of courageHit the purp, hit the purp niggaShe got big doors, she go to work niggaWobiddy wobiddy, drop drop it like it’s hotThen take it to the top and make that ***** popIt’s young green, you know I got a thing for thick *****esYou know I got a thing for big nuts, my name RichardsDrop it low then shake it like a seizureI hit it, make er stay, catch amnesiaBallin, young nigga movementGot yo ***** choosin, bouncing all stupidLike(Hook x2)To the ground type shitI just wanna see it in yo mouth right quickSome chance I need a wife and my account that thickHow much money you throwin up for a house that sick?I go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitI go - *****, bounce that shitShake it to the DJ and bounce that shitLet’s go
