(feat. Lade) [Intro] Yo Come on Blue That's right You know what I'm saying [Verse 1] I think you're bout it bout it No man could ever doubt
blue hat Live in a blue house on a blue street In a blue town by a blue creek I write my blue songs with my blue pen I sing the blue notes to my blue
I was tryin' to find my way home But all I heard was a drone Bouncing off a satellite Crushin' the last lone American night This is radio nowhere, is
so it's easy to tear through Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue Shorty ain't checkin
we got this {Busta} (Hugh) Brand new, all the way down the line From the new bounce the new money down to the newest shine Wit the new blue nine though
Precise rituals Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels Holdin a navy blue uzi Krush Groovin waves off the atlas Coolin, that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
of my niggas shine if you ready (Yeah yeah) Let me blow for a few Nigga C'mon Bounce in the street With the heat stashed under the seat In a Range that's blue
mine Yo, pick up my nigga Splif In the blue 5S's Sportin out tan, interior blue head restses Move, baby no time for second guesses Been articulate the right bounce
Top Gun shut down your Firm like Tom Cruise Please let me get down and blow a fuse Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules Yo let me hit you with my ill street blues
down son Blow the spot up, one shot Yo check it out Aeiyo son, I get busy each and every day Freaky different shit make you bounce around your way
She said, "Junior you're a genius You think with you're mind and not you're peanuts Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos Drinking Blue Mountain cappuccinos
crib who want my ass home My heart-BEAT N.Y.C. metronome But can't adapt to where I'm at And even though I sing it sick 'til I'm blue, I'm not a crip
m servin a - lifetime sentence There'll be no repentence Since it's the life that I choose to lead I plead guilty On all counts let the ball bounce where
the noise of the maniacs there The seat on my face it's worth to bear But I don't wanna bounce and die But then I see a lady in a tight blue dress I
of the maniacs there The seat on my face it's worth to bear But I don't wanna bounce and die But then I see a lady in a tight blue dress I close my eyes
noise of the maniacs there The sweat on my face it's worth to bear But I don't wanna bounce and die But then I see a lady in a tight blue dress
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce [Chorus 1: Yung Joc] I'm in the club Kush got it burning up I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture I'm
cock, Run up in 'em like these rap *****z, I ain't gotta clap *****z, End your career with one line like that *****z, Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce