I Got Ya'll
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce wit me, with me, wit me, wit me
Bounce wit me, with me, bounce
[Chorus: x2]
Heavy rotation on every channel
From Cali down to Atlanta
You love him, hate him, no matter
I got y'all (OK)
Lifestyle's bananas
It's lights, action, camera
'cause Bow Wow's the man
I'm just hot y'all
Okay, well right now (yeah)
Turn the lights down
Turn up my music loud
See how I burn this mic down
I'm takin' flight now
Let me hear you yell out
Wherever you from, get it crunk
I don't care 'bout (no)
Ladies lookin' boughi, lookin' good
Through Chanel outfits, get to it
Let me see ya sweat ya head out
Then throw ya hands up
Get rid of the handcuffs
I just want to dance
What you talking about ya man for (c'mon)
Baby, I got ladies way from Haiti to Atlanta (ladies now)
A Peaches, Felicia's, several Keisha's and Samantha's
Aquarius, Libras, Sagittarius, and Cancers
Actresses and models, yeah, they all give me the chance to
Give 'em amnesia (oh)
Forget how we treat ya
See if I can fit you in my new 2C-uh
Chisel like a fever, cool like a freezer (yeah)
Baby, this the truth comin' live through ya speakers
Bounce
[Chorus]
Listen, I got y'all (uh huh)
Flamin' hot dog (uh huh)
And I'ma stay on top, like it or not dog (for sure)
Lose my spot, fall
No, I doubt that (ha yeah)
See, crush or bust, Pipe, I was taught to bounce back (yeah)
That's why I told ya bounce wit me (yeah)
Snazzy, can ya count wit me
1 million, 2 million, 3
My account wit me rolls up (cha ching)
Hold up, See me when I roll up
Tinted windows rolled up
On 24's lookin' like a grown up (fa sho)
Hoppin' up my own truck
Glistenin' and froze up (bling)
No introduction needed
Sometimes seein's believin'
So on TV, or whatever, you see me
Girls all scream like I got the heebee geebees (ah ah)
Trying to squeeze me, Guys want to be me
Some want to see me fail, it's not easy (naw)
It's impossible to beat me (no)
Number one for ten weeks straight, young B-weezy
Now bounce
[Chorus]
Okay now bounce
[Chorus: x2]
Autor(es): C. Harris
