Outro

Uh-huh, 2G'z, Millyz, Spice 1
We gon' show y'all how it's done, millennium

New York gon' bounce to this, D.C. gon' bounce to this
Houston gon' bounce to this, L.A. gon' bounce to this
A-T-L gon' bounce to this, N.O. gon' bounce to this
Jersey gon' bounce to this, V-A gon' bounce to this

Who that blazin' the track, Milly on, really on, purple fully on
In the club, spilling Dom, bounce to him, we be gettin' it on
That's that shit, keep puttin' it on, I'm a hoodlum and a don
Smoke mad marijuan', where you from
Nigga? Brooklyn, live life hoodlum
Blazin' the heist, grenades of ice, paid the price, laid your wife

A-K's on the heist, lay for eight days, have to change the ways
Put a record out, blaze the ways, blaze the haze
Make it bounce, hot enough to break your
Legs, break the stage, break your day

If there ain't enough room, we gon' make some way
Make 'em pay, shit, we ain't came to play, we came to stay
Comin' with that ill shit, take it away, bounce to him
What we makin' 'em say, son?

Miami gon' bounce to this, Chi-Town gon' bounce to this
Connecticut gon' bounce to this, Boston gon' bounce to this
Detroit gon' bounce to this, Carolinas gon' bounce to this
Everybody gon' bounce to this, Alaskans gon' bounce to this

Ridin' down the block with the Half-A-Mil
Tinted windows of the Benz, all smokin' the kill
We gon' bounce to this, roll an ounce to this
Put the fire to the indo, clown to this
White and gold Rolex with the diamond face
Sippin' the Hennessy bottle with the squeeze of Chase
Poppin' the collar to this, them thugs holler to this

Throw your Rollie in the air, nigga, holler, "Miss"
We pullin' shorties out the front of the stack
Takin' them all to the back, relaxin', Cristal and 'gnac
It don't stop 'til we hittin' the last one sack
In the stretch Navigator and Cadillacs
Get in where you fit in
If you don't fit, squeeze on the miss of the G's
I could drop six-four, hydraulics, G's
Jock players at the airport, pound for ki's

I'ma bounce front, back, and side to side
If I'm in the club, in the car, doin' it live
Got the limo goin' up and down to this
Me and Baby Dog tryna make you bounce to this

Two o'clock in the mornin', finna pounce to this
And when I'm finished, smoke another ounce to this

You ain't got to be at my show to be a star
'Cause in my thug world, don't matter who you are
Take it to the bathroom, bounce again

Call all my homies, you can call your friends
Everybody on the dance floor dip with this
Me and my nigga Half-A-Mil coming sick with this
It don't stop, livin' in the world of C.R.E.A.M
On the rise, nothin' but a health and clean
Baby, come and go on this lick with me
We can be like Mickey and Mallory

New York, New York, Seattle gon' bounce to this
Oakland, he gon' bounce to this
Canada gon' bounce to this, Germany gon' bounce to this
The whole Japan gon' bounce to this, France gon' bounce to this
The whole world gon' bounce to this, everybody gon' bounce to this

Millyz, peel cake, niggas still hate
Rap shit don't work, I'ma deal weight
Peel on Jake in a silver eight
I'm a real live nigga, then I kill the fakes
Kill the snakes, four-five spit in your face

I leave dead bodies in the rivers and lakes
Push a wide-body five, Millyz

Don't replace me, I'm a gun, Spice 1 got millions to make
I'll illustrate, nobody can't spit at this rate
When I hit it, bitch, I'ma penetrate
'Cause I don't stop, get it, get it
'Bout it, 'bout it, with it, with it
No doubt about it, niggas bounce to this ill shit

Real shit, Brooklyn, what the deal, kid?
Hydro in the ill whip, ride low
Down to real thick, duck five-oh
My name ring bells from B-K to Y-O

New Orleans to San Francisco
Sip Cristal, nigga, no Cisco
You can pump this in your Motorola disco
In your 600 or your broken stereo
Here we go, here we go, you know the scenario
This is somethin' for your radio
Here we go, here we go, you know the scenario
This is somethin' for your radio

Thug niggas gon' bounce to this, thug bitches gon' bounce to this
All my niggas gon' bounce to this, all my bitches gon' bounce to this
In your sixes, bounce to this, in your whips, done bounce to this
Brooklyn, we gon' bounce to this, L.A., we gon' bounce to this, what?

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, yeah, Millyz, Spice 1
Uh-huh, this is how it's done
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bounce

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, partner
Why don't you, uh, get you a breezy, man?
Get somethin' crackulatin'

I mean, uh, bubbly-latin'
Ain't no player-hatin', man
For sheezy, to the year 2Geezy
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Me and my nigga Half-A-Mil
Bossman, Speedy H, Freddy, Chico, Shiz-nilty
Westside to the Eastside, you know
It's all love
From the players and Bloods to the Crips and thugs
We does what we does