Bounce - Clean by The Lord (Rapper) Lyrics
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Fantom
She make it clap, oh (Lessgo)
She make it clap, oh (Oh)
(This is the clean version)
Step in walkin’ on beat
Sperry Top-Sider on my feet
Subaru on my keys
Harman Kardon speakers that beat
And I blew one, but
Not the way he blew me (Not the way he blew me!) (Ugh)
I got stung by the man o’war
But at least I’m up on the beach (Beach!)
He asked me for my number
He gotta wait his turn in line (He gotta wait his turn)
Gotta pivot on a doofus
Like a turn in a line (Like a turn in a line!)
I told him that I’m good
Butе keep sayin’ I’m fine (Fine!)
That was a metaphor in casе
Y’all ain’t get that line (ugh)
(Royal Creations Made It)
Issa lot
Can you handle this, or nah?
Cuz I ain't messin 'round
With no bum hitta
Who can’t keep no job
Oh…
Can you handle a drop?
I bang dubstep a lot (I bang)
I go to them festivals every summer
A couple of tabs I drop (A couple of tabs) (Tabs!) (Ugh)
Aloe plant on my table
And I’m wired like cable
And I’m tired of y’all lyin’ on me
Y’all tell stories like fables (ugh)
They’ll never be stable
They’re still on the nipple, in cradles
My credit score is so good
I just copped a free month of cable (ugh)
I got it on lock
Like what you put on a bagel
In the car screamin, "UF-K COPS!"
While my skin lookin’ so hazel (ugh)
They’ll never be able
To perfect their flow like me (Perfect their flow)
That’s why I’ll never rock wit a ninja
That’s rappin’ on a whack beat (Beat!) (ugh)
Brawlin’ wit Mav
Then we link Steven in, too (Link him, too)
They are both my *cough*
They are white
But it is cool (But it is cool!)
A dip in the pool
Have photoshoots in it, too (Ow)
Sayin, "Girl, you be killin 'em
You look Fabolous, boo!"
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
Fantom
She make it clap, oh (Lessgo)
She make it clap, oh (Oh)
(This is the clean version)
Step in walkin’ on beat
Sperry Top-Sider on my feet
Subaru on my keys
Harman Kardon speakers that beat
And I blew one, but
Not the way he blew me (Not the way he blew me!) (Ugh)
I got stung by the man o’war
But at least I’m up on the beach (Beach!)
He asked me for my number
He gotta wait his turn in line (He gotta wait his turn)
Gotta pivot on a doofus
Like a turn in a line (Like a turn in a line!)
I told him that I’m good
Butе keep sayin’ I’m fine (Fine!)
That was a metaphor in casе
Y’all ain’t get that line (ugh)
(Royal Creations Made It)
Issa lot
Can you handle this, or nah?
Cuz I ain't messin 'round
With no bum hitta
Who can’t keep no job
Oh…
Can you handle a drop?
I bang dubstep a lot (I bang)
I go to them festivals every summer
A couple of tabs I drop (A couple of tabs) (Tabs!) (Ugh)
Aloe plant on my table
And I’m wired like cable
And I’m tired of y’all lyin’ on me
Y’all tell stories like fables (ugh)
They’ll never be stable
They’re still on the nipple, in cradles
My credit score is so good
I just copped a free month of cable (ugh)
I got it on lock
Like what you put on a bagel
In the car screamin, "UF-K COPS!"
While my skin lookin’ so hazel (ugh)
They’ll never be able
To perfect their flow like me (Perfect their flow)
That’s why I’ll never rock wit a ninja
That’s rappin’ on a whack beat (Beat!) (ugh)
Brawlin’ wit Mav
Then we link Steven in, too (Link him, too)
They are both my *cough*
They are white
But it is cool (But it is cool!)
A dip in the pool
Have photoshoots in it, too (Ow)
Sayin, "Girl, you be killin 'em
You look Fabolous, boo!"
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real
I ain’t got time for ya
Like ya Rollie that’s tickin’
But you say it’s real
It don’t tick if it’s real