paroles de chanson Bounce Dat Azz - Master P
MASTER
P
LYRICS
"Bounce
That
Azz"
-Hey
yo
P!
Wuzzup,
dawg?
I
heard
you
been
out
in
California,
ballin
outta
Control!
-Yeah,
but
I′m
back
home
now!
-Hey,
yo,
holla
at
ya
boy,
though!
-Down
South
hustlin,
little
Raleigh,
we
put
you
on
the
map
yet,
dawg?
-Since
you
back
Down
South,
man,
what
you
got
to
tell
me,
though?
Bounce
that
azz,
bounce
that
azz,
you
hoes
bounce
that
azz
(You
shouldn't
of
wore
bikinis
if
you
came
to
dance.
Pull
them
draws
out
ya
Azz
and
let
ya
knees
shake)
Back
to
the
3rd
Ward,
it
sho
feel
good
Just
left
Cali,
now
I′m
back
in
the
hood
Ain't
been
home
a
week,
but
already
gettin
paid
black
My
homeboys
fiendin
for
that
dank,
I
mean
that
chronic
sack
Bags,
hella
bitch,
but
ain't
a
damn
thing
for
free
You
know
I′m
from
the
Calliope
so
meet
me
on
these
ratta
streets
A
round
rolled
tablet,
these
fiends
actin
bad
Don′t
make
me
pop
the
trunk
and
get
that
tac,
and
tap
that
azz
Walked
through
the
carway,
made
it
to
the
gym
Hollered
at
Michael
Brown,
Big
Willie,
and
Magnolia
Slim
See
my
old
girlfriend,
damn
she
hella
fine
Got
three
kids
but
ain't
none
of
them
hoes
mine
Asked
her
is
it
all
good
for
a
light
night
creep
She
said
she
on
her
way,
whistled
at
me
at
a
quarter
to
three
Gold
teeth
shinin,
diamonds
almost
blinded
her
And
just
like
Brandy,
I
wanna
be
down
with
ya
Say
it′s
all
good,
jumped
in
the
Lexus
Mobile
phone
ringin,
it's
my
cousin
from
Texas
Say
they
bouncin
hard
to
my
shit
back
in
5th
Ward
North
side,
south
side
and
south
par
It′s
that
Down
South
lunatic,
livin
harder
than
a
brick
Breakin
em
down,
while
shakin
the
town,
with
hoes
all
on
my
dick
Doin
what
I
gotta
do,
leavin
them
lawyers
without
a
clue
Playa
hatas
mad
cause
my
ride
on
them
gold
jewels
You
hoes
bounce
that
azz,
you
niggaz
get
the
gat
Playaz
in
the
front,
where
they
at,
where
they
at?
6th
folks
keep
pimpin,
you
pimps
keep
pimpin
With
a
mouth
full
of
gold,
I
know
my
shit
is
kickin
5th
wheel
caddies,
tilt
like
yo
daddy's
Bitch
you
pussy
poppin,
azz
bouncin,
I
wanna
grab
it,
can
I
have
it?
1 to
the
2 to
the
3 to
the
4 to
the
5
Nigga
it′s
the
S-I-L
to
the
K
but
don't
forget
to
dot
the
"i"
Going
into
that
booth
like
steak
(What?)
3rd
Ward
nigga,
fool,
N.O.,
LA
Pretend
it's
yo
birthday
like
Lou
But
we
don′t
love
you
hoes
like
Snoop
But
like
H-Town
I
wanna
knock
some
boots
(Why?)
Just
a
fool
like
that
(Why
you
so
laid
back?)
I′m
just
cool
like
that
Game
fuckin
tight,
nigga,
a
step
above
A
nigga
fully
strapped
so
I
steps
in
the
club
1 little,
2 little,
3 little
dog
bitches
4 little,
5 little,
6 little
dog
bitches
7 little,
8 little,
9 little
dog
bitches
Now
which
one
of
you
hoes
is
comin
home
with
me?
Pffft!
Pffft!
Lodi
Dodi,
who
came
to
party?
I'm
not
Slick
Rick
but
I′m
leavin
with
somebody
We
just
some
Down
South
niggaz
who
rock
the
mike
Don't
give
a
fuck,
cause
bounce
all
night
Pull
me
out
to
the
ballin,
and
watch
em
get
served
Bouncin
in
the
U-haul,
gettin
full
of
that
herb
All
them
stuntin
ass
niggaz
finna
give
it
up
(lay
it
down)
Lightin
up
the
whole
block
as
I
stuff
em
in
the
truck
Bitches
this
the
payback,
for
them
weak
ass?
twav?
sacks
Save
that
shit
for
to
poppa
(us
Down
South
niggaz
don′t
play
that)
A
bout
it
ass
nigga
from
that
boot
(Tell
em
dawg)
all
of
that
is
my
nature,
to
up
a
AK
Ain't
takin
no
shorts,
already
lost
in
this
system
Either
bounce
or
get
bounced,
so
you
hoes
get
with
it
Uptown
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Downtown
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
The
West
Bank
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Louisiana
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Texas
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Oklahoma
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Florida
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Memphis
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Alabama
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Georgia
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Mississippi
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Arkanasas
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Missouri
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Carolina
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
California
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Everybody
(bounce
that
azz,
ho)
Roll
a
nigga
dick
and
get
fucked,
bitch.
Roll
a
nigga
dick
and
get
fucked
Bitch.
Ha,
ha,
ha!
Ya′ll
so
nasty!
Master
P
and
da
Down
South
hustlers
in
This
muthafucka!
(Ain't
no
party
like
a
No
Limit
Party
cause
a
No
Limit
Party
is
the
shit)
Bout
to
be
outty
5,
now,
bitch!
(Ain't
no
party
like
a
No
Limit
Party
cause
a
No
Limit
Party
is
the
shit)
No
Limit
Records,
Bouncin
and
Swingin!
And
stay
off
of
my
niggaz!
1 Bout It, Bout It II
2 Make 'Em Say Ugh
3 How Ya Do Dat
4 Bounce Dat Azz
5 Thug Girl
6 I Got the Hook-Up!
7 Hot Boys & Girls
8 Souljas
9 Mr. Ice Cream Man
10 My Ghetto Heroes
11 Bout Dat
12 Step To Dis
13 Break 'Em Off Somethin'
14 Burbons and Lacs
15 Goodbye to My Homies
16 I Miss My Homies
17 Is There a Heaven For a Gangsta?
18 If I Could Change
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