Chorus:

Neva gon' bounce, neva, neva gon' bounce

(Never.... say never) (3X)



Y'all bitches...

Get ya' mind right

Get'cha, Get'cha mind right (7X)



1st Verse:

I'm tryin' to do my thang like a rap star tryin' to

stay clean, ache my hands, and avoid the game

but it's hard. Cuz I can ball dope and get paid

like a muthafucker gotta be another way to pay

T. Tucker, used to roll twenties by the ounce (ounce)

My papa got a brand new mag it's called bounce.

Crackers wanna label me a nigga man but I'm

a bigga man, I said fuck that or do go to trigga

man. It's the new somethin' cream goin' round,

it started in the saint town and now it move to

ghost town. Said tonight was time but where

your gat? Niggas get WILD when they hear

Botty-at, Booty-at. You bitches tryin' to pussy-pop

dealin' herb, slung tapes ten dollas a rock.

Ya gotta take what you NEED, take what you

WANT, slingin' tapes out the CLUB and tapes

out the TRUNK. When the trigga man bails soft,

take'em to the saint tell him rock another block

party. DJ Irv had that shit bumpin', T.T. Tucker

had the dance floor jumpin', whole project

full of hoes (Come on, go T.T., go T.T., go). But

if a nigga jumps stupid i'm blast ya' (Who put this

fuckin' thing together?) ME, that's ME that's who

I told you don't fuck with me.



Chorus



2nd Verse:

Oooh, see I'm the one that you talkin' bout. Drop

a little red tape and a stone in the sword, and my

pocket got swoll from insurance. I bought a

little more gold and fucked a lotta' more hoes!

All them bitches know what's up (How they know,

How they know?) They heard me