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Boucne out Video (MV)




Performed By: Mrdontgiv3fuccs
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Jayr Stout




Mrdontgiv3fuccs - Boucne out Lyrics




I'm bouncin' out with the four nic , the young about the business
I been standin' on shit while lil' baby bring the chicken
Say we used to be homies, but we ain't brodies, bitch, you snitchin
Yeah, the smithy got a stocky and the glocky got a exstentions

I'm bouncin' out with the four nic, the young about the business
I been standin' on shit while lil' baby bring the chicken
Say we used to be homies, but we ain't brodies, bitch, you snitchin
Yeah, the smithy got a stocky and the glocky got a exstentions

I'm a hot nigga, get real busy when the weather get hot
My squabble to legit , you run up, you must be smokin' rocks
Word around the city, y'all been lacking', pick y'all game up
Y'all see the stick hangin', y'all better go put them chains up

They be bad with a fat ass, so I might just hit lil
Baby walkin' past me, real classy, think I like this bitch
Walk down professional, where I come from
If you ain't got a gun, you better run or go get you one

I hate humans, niggas be poppin', but ain't kill nothin
So when I walk him down, he gettin' down, and he ain't gettin' up
Like Redman, drivin' whips thats faster than a horse
If the Johnnys get behind me, I'ma put this bitch in sport

Niggas be poppin' on the net , I let him pop it to my torch
Bad bitches shakin' ass, and she drinkin' Taylor Porter
It's free 2A is free the gang, I'm on some money every day
Timy said it's time to ride take off my slides and grab the k

If you see me walkin' through, I'm on the way to make some cake
And your bitch be givin' face, all throat she need a brace
I done beat his homie up, now niggas wanna take my face
I ain't trippin', I got k chop sui, leave him stancin

My Killus, down for anything, best believe we human k
Money's stacked in the bank, broke, bitch, get out the way
I'm bouncin' out with the 4 nic the young about the business
I been standin' on shit, why little baby bring the chicken

Say we used to be homies but we ain't bro bitch you be, snitchin'
Yeah the Smithy got a stocky and the Glock he got a ententions
I'm bouncin' out with the Phonics, the young about the business
I been standin' on shit, why little baby bring the chixin

Say we used to be homies but we ain't bro these bitches, snitchin'
Yeah the Smithy got a stocky and the Glock he got a extensions
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I'm bouncin' out with the four nic , the young about the business
I been standin' on shit while lil' baby bring the chicken
Say we used to be homies, but we ain't brodies, bitch, you snitchin
Yeah, the smithy got a stocky and the glocky got a exstentions

I'm bouncin' out with the four nic, the young about the business
I been standin' on shit while lil' baby bring the chicken
Say we used to be homies, but we ain't brodies, bitch, you snitchin
Yeah, the smithy got a stocky and the glocky got a exstentions

I'm a hot nigga, get real busy when the weather get hot
My squabble to legit , you run up, you must be smokin' rocks
Word around the city, y'all been lacking', pick y'all game up
Y'all see the stick hangin', y'all better go put them chains up

They be bad with a fat ass, so I might just hit lil
Baby walkin' past me, real classy, think I like this bitch
Walk down professional, where I come from
If you ain't got a gun, you better run or go get you one

I hate humans, niggas be poppin', but ain't kill nothin
So when I walk him down, he gettin' down, and he ain't gettin' up
Like Redman, drivin' whips thats faster than a horse
If the Johnnys get behind me, I'ma put this bitch in sport

Niggas be poppin' on the net , I let him pop it to my torch
Bad bitches shakin' ass, and she drinkin' Taylor Porter
It's free 2A is free the gang, I'm on some money every day
Timy said it's time to ride take off my slides and grab the k

If you see me walkin' through, I'm on the way to make some cake
And your bitch be givin' face, all throat she need a brace
I done beat his homie up, now niggas wanna take my face
I ain't trippin', I got k chop sui, leave him stancin

My Killus, down for anything, best believe we human k
Money's stacked in the bank, broke, bitch, get out the way
I'm bouncin' out with the 4 nic the young about the business
I been standin' on shit, why little baby bring the chicken

Say we used to be homies but we ain't bro bitch you be, snitchin'
Yeah the Smithy got a stocky and the Glock he got a ententions
I'm bouncin' out with the Phonics, the young about the business
I been standin' on shit, why little baby bring the chixin

Say we used to be homies but we ain't bro these bitches, snitchin'
Yeah the Smithy got a stocky and the Glock he got a extensions
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Writer: Jayr Stout
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