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club bounce - tee$avv lyrics

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hook * naz
throw that ass on the pole turn around and do it (uh)
make that n*gga throw some money shake that ass from the front
on the pole he like the way i do it
hit it from the back
if he ain’t throwin money leave that n*gga where he at

hook * naz
throw that ass on the pole turn around and do it (uh)
make that n*gga throw some money shake that ass from the front
on the pole he like the way i do it
hit it from the back
if he ain’t throwin money leave that n*gga where he at
verse 1 * naz
bouncin that ass lil b*tch
i’m doing my tricks gеtting bags and sh*t
i’m doing my thing he taking me shopping
with all of my b*tches you know that wе mobbin
watch it, lil b*tch gone get f*cked up
broke little b*tches can’t get none
let me wrap my weave, all on three
one, two, three then stump that b*tch!

hook * naz
throw that ass on the pole turn around and do it (uh)
make that n*gga throw some money shake that ass from the front
on the pole he like the way i do it
hit it from the back
if he ain’t throwin money leave that n*gga where he at

verse 2 * tee$avv
this whip ain’t rented
keep me out to mention (n*gga)
broke n*gga pay attention (attention)
money long with extensions (extensions)
who the f*ck is they dissin ( who the f*ck?)
i call shots ain’t missin
benz coupe it’s tinted(tinted)
they don’t want no tension (nah)
i told her come and throw that ass imma throw a couple bucks ( b*tch throw it back )
super cute yeah she had baby come & let me f*ck
leave yo n*gga inna past you with me running it up (n*gga bye)
f*ck em all if they mad baby put yo deuces up(yeah yeah )

yeah i’m too rich for that lame b*tch (too rich)
better me miss with tht gang sh*t
don’t tug on my chain put 50 pointes in my ring b*tch (ice)
i’m top 2 i ain’t two (nah)
you a bum n*gga who raised you (you a bum)
they was sleep now its time press snooze (wake the f*ck up)

hook * naz
throw that ass on the pole turn around and do it (uh)
make that n*gga throw some money shake that ass from the front
on the pole he like the way i do it
hit it from the back
if he ain’t throwin money leave that n*gga where he at

verse 3 * kenz
i’m f*cking with bosses and sh*t
they sick why these n*ggas steady coughing and sh*t
you a bird go and flock or some sh*t
cause me and my b*tches is bossy and thick (we is)
hitting l!cks, ayo bri why they all on our d*ck?
ayo tee get a mop for the spit
lil jada from philly with the hips
(ah, ah)
every room i walk in b*tches know what im about
swipe that n*gga card and leave his pockets on a drought
can’t friend up you b*tches cause y’all only want my clout
these streets is not a game but you took the easiest route

p*ssy ass b*tches could neva
pretty b*tch rap so ghetto
drop top benz coupe f*ck a jetta
who knew life would get this better
came a long way from bread and cheddar
now we stacking up bread and cheddar
in the sky looking down at you peasants
now you wishin you was livin this pleasant

hook * naz
throw that ass on the pole turn around and do it (uh)
make that n*gga throw some money shake that ass from the front
on the pole he like the way i do it
hit it from the back
if he ain’t throwin money leave that n*gga where he at

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