Next Town Down Bounce Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Tre'Von]
Who let these niggas in the room?
Don't make me up and hit you with the broom
I was gone for a minute, now I'm back in town
See me comin' up and now ya come around
No no, no, no, no, no
I guess you needed closure (I guess you needed closure)
Now ya wanna show me love (wanna show me love)
Guess you see my name all over them posters
You know you need to

[Hook] x2
Bounce biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
(yeah) Bounce, biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bouce
'Cause you ain't really love
You ain't really love me
You you ain't really love
You ain't really love me

Bounce biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
Bounce biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
'Cause you ain't really love
You ain't really love me
You ain't really love
You ain't really love me

[Verse 2: Leon]
How you let me give you all this love and never give it back?
Too infatuated with them couples on the internet
I know
Look you in ya eyes, I can see right through ya soul
You ain't wanna let me grow
So I had to let you go (let you go!)
I ain't cut you off for nothing
I can't do the new niggas, only kick it with my bros
You see me poppin', see we buzzin'
Get some money, spend some money
Then we go and get some more
Then I catch a flight and hit the West Coast
As soon as we lit we get the best smoke (best smoke, yeah)
And as of late, I been really on my let go (let go)
Fake friends, had to dead those
You gotta

[Hook]
Bounce, biggity-bounce-bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
(biggity-bounce-bounce) Bounce, biggity-bounce-bounce
Biggity bounce bouce
'Cause you ain't really love
You ain't really love me (no)
You ain't really love
You ain't really love me

Bounce biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
(bounce it) Bounce biggity bounce bounce
Biggity bounce bounce
'Cause you ain't really love
You ain't really love me
You ain't really love
You ain't really love me

[Verse 3: Chris]
Oooh, you got them personality traits I can't fuck with
That type I can't get stuck with
That down on my luck shit
You the type of friend that make a nigga feel reluctant
Like, are you the type of cat I can chill and fill up a cup with?
Hm....guess that's rhetorical
I'm speaking metaphorical
All you phonies my oracle
You show me all the answers through you being deplorable
And the fact you still trying is fucking horrible
So you gotta

[Bridge]
Bounce, bounce
Biggity bounce it out (yuh)
Soon as she saw that cash
Her titties was bouncin' out (damn)
Just gimme that green light
That's what I'm talking bout
She just want all the clout (all of it)
She just want all the clout
Seen it from a mile away
'Cause nobody keep it a hundred nowadays
Ay, so just bounce, bounce, bounce it out (bounce it)
I'm with my niggas, we don't really need nothing now
(we don't need nothing)

You gotta bounce (aw yeah)
Hahahaha (no, no, noooo)

Skrtttttttt

(adlibs)
Yeah, yeah

You gotta bounce, oh nah

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, ah nah