Bounce (feat. T-Pain)

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Look, ass gripping to them pants and I like how it look

I got a photographic memory, how that ass shook

Perfect waist, perfect thighs, you's a hell of a woman

And I could see me from behind you, digging all in your stomach

Her neck, her back

She know I put it down like that

Won't she hit me on my i530 round five thirty

I could pick you up and beat that pussy up surely

I'm a nasty ass fella, I hoping you 'bout whatever

And you gon' come in with no drawers on, don't make it no better

That dance, them pants

You 'bout to make me use more than my hands

Now you just keep bouncing that ass

I'ma buy you some drinks

And you just pop one of these pills, now you in the paint

I'm tryna do you something twenty-one and up, lil' mama

Hop your ass up in this Rover, we gon' fuck away these problems

The way you sliding down that pole (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me pulling out a Rolls (Bounce, bounce it)

The way you walking 'cross the stage (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me and all my **** amazed (Bounce, bounce it)

Shawty (Hey)

The way you looking in that thong really got a **** tripping (Yeah)

Wanna take you home and ride with young pimping

It's three o'clock on the dot I got the drop top 'cross the street

Shawty (Yeah)

All that teasing and what's happening

You just wasting my time, but I ain't finna holler, fuck it

'Cause lil' mama been fine, she the rawest thing in here

And the club real packed, I got her full of that 'guac

And made her pop a whole stack

She chicken, she rolling

And wearing drawers but she bust it wide open

I put my Dolce and Gabanna on, now I'm retarded

Put that purple in the air, yeah, now it's a party

They bucking, no body fighting

They getting loose and that's the shit that I'm liking

The club owner hollering, go home but talking for nothing

'Cause it been kicked in and all the strippers still out here huffing

See you walking out the door with your lil' pigeon toe ass

Ain't gotta tap her drawers on, making them hoes mad

But I like that, 'cause you don't hold back nothing

Jump your ass up in this king sized, we gon' be fucking

The way you sliding down that pole (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me pulling out a Rolls (Bounce, bounce it)

The way you walking 'cross the stage (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me and all my **** amazed (Bounce, bounce it)

Shawty (Hey)

The way you looking in that thong really got a **** tripping (Yeah)

Wanna take you home and ride with young pimping

It's three o'clock on the dot I got the drop top 'cross the street

Shawty (Yeah)

Look, look, I been watching you for a minute

And I know that you noticed, I'm tryna get you to the door

But you ain't break out the Trojan, I got a pocket full of clouds

I be making it rain, you don't bust it open for me

Then do this shit for T-Pain

All that teasing gon' make me aggravated, quit playing games

I been watching you since you walked in

Now look at my chain, look at my watch

You can tell I got a lil' money, I spend it but got a limit

Don't take me for a dummy

You a stallion and I'm a cowboy, what's it gon' be?

You gon't keep dancing for a dollar or come fuck for a G?

Think about it then holler at me, I'm in VIP

You know me, I'm on E but all drinks on me

Stop playing, I'm saying

Come holler at me, baby, fuck your man

I don't usually come to the strip club, but that ain't my style

But you the baddest bitch I seen in a while

The way you sliding down that pole (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me pulling out a Rolls (Bounce, bounce it)

The way you walking 'cross the stage (Bounce, bounce it)

Got me and all my **** amazed (Bounce, bounce it)

Shawty (Hey)

The way you looking in that thong really got a **** tripping (Yeah)

Wanna take you home and ride with young pimping

It's three o'clock on the dot I got the drop top 'cross the street

Shawty (Yeah)