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bounce out pt. 2 - drexthejoint lyrics

[verse]
it’s the broad day shooter, bounce out and get they block hot (get they block hot)
real cold n*gga, man, what the f*ck is a soft spot? (what the f*ck?)
connected around the big homies, somethin’ like a hot spot
some sh*t up in my pocket that’ll make a n*gga heart stop (boom, boom, boom)
the broad day shooter aimin’ straight to your medulla (at your head)
we know you a b*tch, man, who the f*ck is you foolin’? (who the f*ck?)
n*gga stupid, i rap what i live, i really do this
everything you did at twenty, since a kid, i been through it (been through it)
i’m a dog*ass n*gga, i’ll f*ck your b*tch even if she ugly (i don’t give a f*ck)
he steady worryin’ ’bout a n*gga, go get some money
lately, i been sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas, i need some huggies
my b*tch really think i don’t cheat, that b*tch a dummy (she a dummy)
walk*ups, walk*downs, walk*downs, aim at y’all block now (ha)
you been a b*tch, my n*gga, don’t try to talk now
go and ask around, we the ones that got them locked down (uh)
i feed a b*tch, you the type to have her locked down (i feed the b*tch)
i feed a b*tch, my n*gga, ’cause i don’t need the b*tch (i don’t need her)
he the type to squeal, my n*gga, i’m finna plead the fifth
i finna send him nine shots like he 50 cent
mama steady cryin’ ’bout my ways, but this the life i live
you only hang with bum n*ggas, i’m with bosses (boss n*ggas)
i don’t even check the price tag, f*ck what it costin’
i’m born to win, lil’ n*gga, don’t take no losses
you ain’t like that, my n*gga, stop all that talkin’
all i do is sh*t*talk, all these n*ggas p*ssed off (p*ssed off)
i don’t do all that barkin’, i let this f*ckin’ stick talk (bah)
don’t even sweat a b*tch, i can let a b*tch walk
that n*gga probably mad ’cause i served his b*tch c*ck
gon’ ask about the kid, i’m a mad*ass jackin’ (i’m a jacker)
don’t want that b*tch, my n*gga, already had her
we dog your b*tch out, that’s the reason why her back hurt (ha)
we know you ain’t like that n*gga, you just an actor (uh*uh, you an actor, n*gga)
i’m out 5th and lacey, i’m tryna knock down a lop (knock a lop)
stop all that poppin’, you been a b*tch, n*gga, stop (n*gga, what?)
pop, can’t wait ’til a f*ggot n*gga drop (drop)
if these n*gga feelin’ froggy, gettin’ hit with this chop’
[outro]
n*gga, i really did this
tuh, they sound stupid, n*gga
bop
tuh

- drexthejoint lyrics

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