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couch party - bounce (freestyle) كلمات أغنية

[intro: c_losmane]
yeah, uh, yeah, it’s your boy c_los again, roger that

[verse 1: c_losmane]
ayy, ayy, cruising on my hood with my f_cking swingers
swinging to the left and the right with them haters
i know everybody hating ’cause a n_gga bugging
and you would hate nothing ’cause a n_gga you bugging
bugging, slugging, k!lling all these hoes
i got the grill on my t__th, i’m banging on your hoe
i know you f_cking hating ’cause your mama calling my phone
telling me “what it do?”, baby chrome
chrome on my d_ck, snow on my d_ck
i got h_lla b_tches heading up on my d_ck, uh
i got my manager telling me to chill
i’m spending too much money in the f_cking hill
man, i’m f_cking riding in this hill like i’m sl!ck
and f_ck all you n_ggas ’cause y’all n_ggas ain’t nothing but a b_tch
uh, i got the grill in my mouth
and i can hear y’all n_ggas talking behind my back
and y’all ain’t nothing but a sh_t when y’all got the f_cking gat, pop_pop n_gga
you ain’t nothing but a sl!ck ass b_tch
you werе nothing but a sl!ck ass f_cking__f_cking snitch
hate on me, hate on mе
i got a lot of haters hating in the back
shut the f_ck up and step your motherf_cking back
uh, step the f_ck back ’cause it’s my turn
this is c_losmane, this is my motherf_cking turf
uh, welcome to my f_cking hood
i got even 5_0 in the back, swinging in my hood
i got them swingers while we sipping on them 40’s
’cause i got h_lla n_ggas hating me from dodi’s
uh, well, shut the f_ck up and turn your ass around you ain’t nothing but a mug
uh, cl!ck_cl!ck, let me reload my gat
a n_gga hating ’cause a n_gga got a lot of fat ass bouncing in my face
throwing money in the club, the n_ggas hating while i’m doing things, uh
i’m cruising down the freeway doing 80, 90, 100, f_ck it i say 120, uh
then i don’t give a f_ck what you say (nah)
i got my people in my back ready to obey, boom_boom (obey)
i got the shots fired in the back
oh sh_t 5_0? fire at them at n_gga, uh
pulled out with that ak, short clip with no wood
and i can put suppress a n_gga hating ’cause i would
i would blast the n_gga till he’s down and he’s dead
a n_gga been through a lot, a n_gga, he’s dead
i guess you can say i got no soul
a n_gga really hating ’cause i’m doing this on my own
i’m riding on my hood with my f_cking boys
i guess you can say we cruising like we loco
we doing this sh_t, we crazy, we m_f_’s
we doing this sh_t, we sipping on four more
and we don’t give a f_ck what you gotta say
my crew bigger and bigger and better than you (shut the f_ck up)
[verse 2: blazul]
what you claiming, b_tch? we claiming castin crew
we come up motherf_cking overcasting, what it do?
rolling down the window and pull up with extendo’s
i pull up with the swisher, i pull up at your front door
sneaking through that back door, yeah, i’m creeping, lurking
i’m peeping through your window, b_tch, i’m behind f_cking curtains
i got the f_cking uzi, i got anything
i got anything in my _rs_nal with the bling
with the bling in my mouth, b_tch
i got the silver, looking like a werewolf, b_tch, i got f_cking mills
i got millions, b_tch, i can’t f_cking breathe
i can turn around a bad b_tch, yo’ b_tch is on her knees
i ain’t even speaking english, b_tch, i don’t f_cking need to
i’m speaking motherf_cking god language and i’m speaking that too
yeah, i got one f_cking tooth missing in my mouth
i don’t give a f_ck, i’m motherf_cking ceiling, yeah, i’m blowing out
b_tch, i ain’t got no roof tops
i got motherf_cking gold, yeah, b_tch and i’m on top
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, bounce, bounce
bounce with that motherf_cking heat in my pocket
blasting out that motherf_cker, yeah, i got the rocket launcher
i’m pulling up to f_cking afghanistan, pulling up to iran, yeah
world war iii, yeah, yeah
are we gonna go to war?
yeah, i think so, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yo’ b_tch slurping on my meat
she slurping on my meat like a go_gurt
it won’t hurt, it motherf_cking will hurt
when i put that sh_t between her legs
i go forward, i’m going down on her
she got a crumb on my lip, b_tch
hit that b_tch, slap in the f_cking face
what am i talking about?
you even know what i’m talking about, bro?
i’m trying to tell a story
it’s a story, bro
yeah, got the ink on my body, no i don’t
i wish i did, i got it in my notes
yeah, i manifest everything i need
i manifest everything into reality
i change my vocabulary like i don’t
want the f_cking thing i want
as i turn and run around
i ain’t saying nothing, no
’cause i ain’t got no purpose
i got all the f_cking worth, it’s__
i got motherf_cking
at my door lurking, creeping, hurting
peeping ‘hind the f_cking curtain
i’ma holy, holy, worth it
it’s a f_cking holy sermon
yeah, yeah, she bounce with that heat
yeah, yeah, she bouncing on my meat
yeah, yeah, she bouncing with that heat
yeah, yeah, she saying “what you mean?”
bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce
yeah, you wonder what my name is
blazul, ayy, c_losmane, b_tch

- couch party

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