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letra de bouncin' - raizo

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(verse 1) – raizo
bounce out with a stick let it hit, let it hit
bounce out with a stick let it hit, let it hit
5 grips in my hand and a snap back
c’mon track that , b-tch on my d-ck let her map that

turn around let me clap that
let me slap that
blow me like baghdad
never come back like a bad dad

knock, knock, knock
where the money at, run it jack
you ain’t with the gang
man w-ssup with that

hold up run it back
ain’t no running man
like a running back
no o.j but i’m running that

shoutout 4k, man he up like that

(bridge)
hoppin’ out with that loud k
ain’t talkin’ bout that green
but we trippin’ on bean’s
ain’t no fiend’s

it’s always bounce out
then we dash the scene
cause we yeah, cause we yeah

(verse 2)
bounce out with a stick let it rip, let it rip
bounce out with a stick, let it rip like a bey-blade
pull up with a blade like a samurai
word to mali that’s my brother, that’s my f-ckin’ ride or die

you ain’t f-ckin’ with my crew
pull up and you lookin’ blue
lookin’ blue in the face
leave you floatin’ in sp-ce

and your girl pray for me
call that saving f-ckin’ grace

(verse 3) – mali1600
aye, aye
let’s get it b-tch
bounce out with a stick
link her once then i dip

got no time for a b-tch
getting blue’s just like st-tch
cake like her birthday
told that thot to make a wish

coolin’ with your thot
she eat me up like skip the dish
we the money team
y’all n-gga’s the dummy team

me and my n-gga roll out on them like we bumblebee
if you want a verse, i can’t give that sh-t for free
raizo my n-gga though, so i had to k!ll the beat
aye, aye, i hit my money walk

n-gga’s hating sh-t but we all know the money talk
yo b-tch is a groupie
n-gga’s tryna hate on me
but they can’t go to uni

that b-tch got finessed
now she out her tryna sue me
i’m about my green
i ain’t off a bean

but f-ck with all my n-gga’s
and we lighting up the scene
(and we lighting up the scene, aye, aye, yeah)

(verse 3) – raizo

got my brother on the track
let it rip aye
let him bounce out with a stick
then we pull up on your chick

write it down when i’m sick
so you know it’s cold sh-t
if he tote that sh-t, know it gon’ slip
if i tote that sh-t, know it gon’ rip

know it gon’ rip through your chest
leave your gut’s messy
like you livin’ in a bird’s nest

- raizo

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