Letra de Project Bounce
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Brothers don't like Juvenile because the
Brothers don't like U.N.L.V. because the
Brothers don't like U.N.L.V. because the
Magnolia project keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That Melpomene project keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That Calliope project keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That St. Thomas project keep slanging iron
A bunch of front of town villains who don't mind dying
That 13th Ward keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That 9th Ward posse keep slanging iron
A bunch of Downtown villains who don't mind dying
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Hey diddle diddle with the cat in the middle
Check out the Juvenile while I bust this riddle
Last night I met a freak, that I knew in the club
Felt the friction from her body when I gave her a hug
I let her know up front, I ain't got no ride
But won't you holla at the Juvie when we get outside?
She asked me fast, what we gonna do?
We gonna talk a little walk to the Rochambeau
Now I must admit, this was a sharp dressed chick
But she wasn't that sharp, I couldn't give her the stick
I went to G-ing this freak she couldn't take this stick
She went to moaning and groaning, "Juvenile, please quit"
I said, "TRIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a sharp Girbaud shirt, Polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
All the fellas say, "TRIIIIIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a sharp Girbaud shirt, Polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm coming from Uptown
The ones that's coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm coming from Uptown
The ones that coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
Black, black, black, black, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, I got the element to your heart
Me got the element to your heart, me got the element to your heart
Me got the BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK!
The black men love hoes taking the time
But I NEVER mess around because I know I got the grind
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fucking ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fucking ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
Selling rocks on the cut, pushing me dope
While I'm grabbing at the freaks body they twerk
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop telling that lie
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink
Some red beans, a biscuit and small fries
All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop telling that lie
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink
Some red beans, a biscuit and small fries."
Yes I smoke weed, and that's it, black
So don't give no one, don't give no one no crack
One cigarette and a 40 and snake
And I fire weed spliff would just make my day
When I get high, I be spooked out
Booting up like I got a bunch of golds in my mouth
If you got it on your mind fella, we can go
I'm from the 3, Mac, Melph, and the Calio
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That Melpomene project keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That Calliope project keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That St. Thomas project keep slanging iron
A bunch of front of town villains who don't mind dying
That 13th Ward keep slanging iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dying
That 9th Ward posse keep slanging iron
A bunch of Downtown villains who don't mind dying
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Hey diddle diddle with the cat in the middle
Check out the Juvenile while I bust this riddle
Last night I met a freak, that I knew in the club
Felt the friction from her body when I gave her a hug
I let her know up front, I ain't got no ride
But won't you holla at the Juvie when we get outside?
She asked me fast, what we gonna do?
We gonna talk a little walk to the Rochambeau
Now I must admit, this was a sharp dressed chick
But she wasn't that sharp, I couldn't give her the stick
I went to G-ing this freak she couldn't take this stick
She went to moaning and groaning, "Juvenile, please quit"
I said, "TRIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a sharp Girbaud shirt, Polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
All the fellas say, "TRIIIIIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a sharp Girbaud shirt, Polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm coming from Uptown
The ones that's coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm coming from Uptown
The ones that coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
Black, black, black, black, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, you messing with Mr. Juvenile
You messing with Mr. Juvie, I got the element to your heart
Me got the element to your heart, me got the element to your heart
Me got the BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK!
The black men love hoes taking the time
But I NEVER mess around because I know I got the grind
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fucking ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fucking ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
Selling rocks on the cut, pushing me dope
While I'm grabbing at the freaks body they twerk
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop telling that lie
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink
Some red beans, a biscuit and small fries
All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop telling that lie
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink
Some red beans, a biscuit and small fries."
Yes I smoke weed, and that's it, black
So don't give no one, don't give no one no crack
One cigarette and a 40 and snake
And I fire weed spliff would just make my day
When I get high, I be spooked out
Booting up like I got a bunch of golds in my mouth
If you got it on your mind fella, we can go
I'm from the 3, Mac, Melph, and the Calio
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
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