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cuban doll – bounce كلمات اغاني

cuban

it’s time to make the broke boys bounce
why you standing here if you ain’t f-ckin with the count?
aye, it’s time to make the broke boys bounce
why you standing here if you ain’t f-ckin with the count
now bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[verse 1]
first things first
ya n-gg- on my skirt
if i don’t give him back, a couple b-tches gon be hurt
i just make it work
count them hundreds first
only money talk, homie i ain’t come to flirt (aye)
balenciaga stepping, this is not an effort
i can get some bands outta goofy
i ain’t gotta f-ck em
i see these hoes doing bad, i ain’t gotta press em
world cold i wouldn’t know in my designer sweater
got some gucci on these hoes, yea that snake holla
from a mile away i could spot a fake dolla
them lil dusty -ss hoes no we don’t follow
i got b-tches watching me a whole role model
barely in the club and it’s gold bottles
young b-tch ballin, shoulda been a f-ckin balla
all this fendi, chanel, and that old prada
got us slaying one time make these hoes holla
these broke b-tches in the club like ‘bro got us’
came out with a pocketbook and no dollas
not the squad we get bands on the regular
got my b-tches in the club we’ll ‘f-ck it up’
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, gimmie my check and stuff
young b-tch ballin, now turnin my music up

[chorus]
young b-tch poppin, money in my pocket
pull up to the bank, i’m bout to make a new deposit
ballin ain’t no option, b-tches barely got it
walk up in the party get it poppin like hydraulics
now bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
young b-tch poppin, money in my pocket
pull up to the bank, i’m bout to make a new deposit
ballin ain’t no option, b-tches barely got it
walk up in the party get it poppin like hydraulics
now bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

man you b-tches knew what the f-ck it was
imma keep talking my sh-t and you ain’t gon shut me up b-tch
yea, cuban doll, cuban savage
whatever the f-ck you wanna call me
you know who this is

[verse 2]
i see these hoes hatin, through my louis shades
i could cut your life short, this is not a game
i see what b-tches doing for some clout and fame
if you ain’t f-ck with me before then don’t shout my name
run up on me b-tch, better be an autograph
got my dad att-tude, don’t you make his daughter mad
223s, yea they all [?] you see all of them
once you get to coming at your purse
b-tches falling back
b-tches call em wack, thats a fact, i need all my racks
got my hair flowing to the back, b-tch i see your tracks
brace yourself, little girl you can’t f-ck with me
i know i’m pretty, but in a minute it get ugly
now run my money all hundreds, ain’t no ducking me
boss b-tch, i don’t tolerate no f-ckery

bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

- cuban doll

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