Keep Bouncing

Drop a hundred on food, another hun on drinks | Aint put a dime In my bank account in six weeks | Too drunk to care, too cool to Count | Ball til I fall, or at least until the checks bounce | Been At the same spot 12 hours straight | Lost track of time, I aint Even ate | Shakin hands, kissin babies | Drunk as hell making Out with busted-ass ladies | Drinks keep magically appearing in My hand | And as they dissappear I feel more like a man | The Look of a grown man you know aint playin | Your new best friend If I aint the one payin | I probably wouldn't kick it with yall if I was sober | Vagrant, dick out, pissin in the corner | When They throw me out, that's when the party's over | Until then I'm Going hard. I'm a soldier Dudes is mad cause he never got back at em | chicks is mad Cause he played em like backgammon | Tall glass, double-up On the scotch and seven | he goin hard like they just ended Prohibition | Short chick, think I like her | Face cool, body fire Told him in '06 he became her favorite writer | right after "Boombox" and "blame it on the jagermeister" | She said she Like the gap in his smile | and if he's too drunk he can crash at Her house | All excited, he aint about to calm her down | cause Now his dicks' harder than impressing Simon Cowell | Wow! I Love a chick with a plan | But right now I need another beer in My hand | No offense, but I ain't listenin man | I came here to Kick it not to hear your shitty band Keep bouncing, Bouncing, Bouncing | Keep Keep Bouncing Keep bouncing, Bouncing, Bouncing | Keep Keep Bouncing Bounce baby c'mon bounce | Bounce baby c'mon bounce Bounce baby c'mon bounce | We're bouncing, We're bouncing