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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Master P
Master P
Performer
Gangsta T
Gangsta T
Performer
King George
King George
Performer
Silkk the Shocker
Silkk the Shocker
Performer
Steady Mobb'n
Steady Mobb'n
Performer
Young Bleed
Young Bleed
Performer
C-Loc
C-Loc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
King George
King George
Composer
Gangsta T
Gangsta T
Composer
Silkk the Shocker
Silkk the Shocker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry D.
Larry D.
Producer

Lyrics

Hey yo P! Wuzzup, dawg? I heard you been out in California, ballin outta control! Yeah, but I'm back home now! Hey, yo, holla at ya boy, though! Down South hustlin, little Raleigh, we put you on the map yet, dawg? Since you back Down South, man, what you got to tell me, though? Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Pull them draws out ya azz and let ya knees shake Back to the 3rd Ward, it sho feel good Just left Cali, now I'm back in the hood Ain't been home a week, but already gettin paid black My homeboys fiendin for that dank, I mean that chronic sack Bags, hella big, but ain't a damn thing for free You know I'm from the Calliope so meet me on these ratta streets A round rolled tablet, them fiends actin' bad Don't make me pop the trunk and get that tac, and tap that azz Walked through the carway, made it to the gym Hollered at Michael Brown, Big Willie, and Magnolia Slim See my old girlfriend, damn she hella fine Got three kids but ain't none of them hoes mine Asked her is it all good for a light night creep She said she on her way but whistled meet her at a quarter to three Gold teeth shinin, diamonds almost blinded her And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya Say it's all good, jumped in the Lexus Mobile phone ringin, it's my cousin from Texas Say they bouncin hard to my shit back in 5th Ward North side, south side and south par Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz It's that Down South lunatic, livin' harder than a brick Breakin 'em down, while shakin the town, with hoes all on my dick Doin' what I gotta do, leavin' them lawyers without a clue Playa hatas mad cause my ride on them gold jewels You hoes bounce that azz, you niggaz get the gat Playaz in the front, where they at, where they at? 6th folks keep pimpin, you pimps keep pimpin With a mouth full of gold, I know my shit is kickin' 5th wheel caddies, tilt like yo daddy's Bitch you pussy poppin, azz bouncin, I wanna grab it, can I have it? Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 to the 5 Nigga it's the S-I-L to the K but don't forget to dot the "i" Going into that booth like steak (What?) 3rd Ward nigga, fool, N.O., LA Pretend it's yo birthday like Lou But we don't love you hoes like Snoop But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots (Why?) Just a fool like that (Why you so laid back?) I'm just cool like that Game fuckin' tight, nigga, a step above A nigga fully strapped so I steps in the club 1 little, 2 little, 3 little dog bitches 4 little, 5 little, 6 little dog bitches 7 little, 8 little, 9 little dog bitches Now which one of you hoes is comin home with me? Pffft! Pffft! Lodi Dodi, who came to party? I'm not Slick Rick but I'm leavin with somebody We just some Down South niggaz who rock the mike Don't give a fuck, cause bounce all night Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Pull me out to the ballin, and watch em get served Bouncin in the U-haul, gettin full of that herb All them stuntin ass niggas finna give it up (lay it down) Lightin up the whole block as I stuff em in the truck Bitches this the payback, for them weak ass twav sacks Save that shit for to poppa (us Down South niggas don't play that) A bout it ass nigga from that boot (Tell em dawg) all of that is my nature, to up a AK Ain't takin no shorts, already lost in this system It's either bounce or get bounced, so you hoes get with it Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Uptown (bounce that azz, ho) Downtown (bounce that azz, ho) The West Bank (bounce that azz, ho) Louisiana (bounce that azz, ho) Texas (bounce that azz, ho) Oklahoma (bounce that azz, ho) Florida (bounce that azz, ho) Memphis (bounce that azz, ho) Alabama (bounce that azz, ho) Georgia (bounce that azz, ho) Mississippi (bounce that azz, ho) Arkanasas (bounce that azz, ho) Missouri (bounce that azz, ho) Carolina (bounce that azz, ho) California (bounce that azz, ho) Everybody (bounce that azz, ho) Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch Ha, ha, ha! Ya'll so nasty! Master P and da Down South hustlers in this muthafucka! (Ain't no party like a No Limit party) ('Cause a No Limit party is the shit) Bout to be outty 5, now, bitch! (Ain't no party like a No Limit party) ('Cause a No Limit Party is the shit) No Limit Records, bouncin and swingin! And stay off of my niggas!
Writer(s): George Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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