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Chief Keef - Bouncin (Prod. by Chief Keef and DP Beats)

Bouncin (Prod. by Chief Keef and DP Beats)
Chief Keef
03:45
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[Chorus:]
Big rubber bands, I be poppin',
I up this fuckin' pistol then I cock it, I pop it,
I talk all this shit ‘cause I'm ‘bout it.
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'.
Call me baghead Milonakis,
All I get is bags, all I get is money,
Smokin' big Backwoods of that funky,
I pull up, get that money then I'm bouncin'.

[Verse 1:]
I pull up, hop out, I don't pop out,
I got the cops out, it's hot out, I got Glocks out,
I up this 40, Mayweather, it's a damn knock-out
I ain't make it in school, Chief So was a drop out.
Something, something, something, I forgot now,
I was thinkin' about the guap then put my guap out,
I'm Sosa Ray Charles, you can still get knocked down,
It's a parade here, all you see is Glock shells.
I dress myself, bitch I don't need a stylist,
I got my pistol just in case the violence,
I think my chopper gay, I pulled him out the closet,
I call my chopper ‘Ye ‘cause he half went to college,
I call my desert eagle Desert Storm ‘cause we be warrin',
I think my MAC wanna be a rapper, we be tourin',
Like Kobe, Shaq, D.Rose and Butler, we be ballin',
If you talkin' ‘bout some millions, we be on it.

[Chorus:]
Big rubber bands, I be poppin',
I up this fuckin' pistol then I cock it, I pop it,
I talk all this shit ‘cause I'm ‘bout it.
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'..
Call me baghead Milonakis,
All I get is bags, all I get is money,
Smokin' big Backwoods of that funky,
I pull up, get that money then I'm bouncin'.

[Verse 2:]
I pull up, get that check then I'm in to win,
I got two Glock forties, them be twenty twins,
Don't wanna fuck your bitch, she got a shitty wig,
Shot four out the thirty, we got twenty-six.
Pulled up swaggin', know you seein' this,
Bitch came to my crib, you know she eatin' this,
She can't have her phone, hoes be leakin' shit,
I'm an anti-ass nigga, I don't speak for shit.
Chief So got overtotin' llamas,
I got a HK caliber, the 40,
I wasn't good in science but I knew my numbers,
I'm ballin',
Ring-ring, tell your bitch stop callin'.

[Chorus:]
Big rubber bands, I be poppin',
I up this fuckin' pistol then I cock it, I pop it,
I talk all this shit ‘cause I'm ‘bout it.
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'..
Call me baghead Milonakis,
All I get is bags, all I get is money,
Smokin' big Backwoods of that funky,
I pull up, get that money then I'm bouncin'.

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