Bouncin' (feat. IAAN MYERS)

I'm a young misfit with the way that I move And I'm bringing the heat Sit back and relax Take a sip of the drink Understand what I mean I'm not talking in parsel tongue I'm delivering packages like what you need Bringing the loud to the house Passing it round to the whole damn team Issa late night vibe Think it was evident that we're feeling the right high My eyes fly wide open hoping I get a hit of euphoria Tossing a drink in the back with the four of 'em Couldn't handle when they said they want more of 'em I'm feeling empty Losing my look on reality Stumbling over the floor of 'em Bringing this shit back They got a problem I couldn't care cos I'm making a hit track I got IAAN MYERS up on the feature You know we did that This ain't Chit Chat but we speaking our shit You don't wanna miss that It's this or that which one are you taking I'm not one to go with the faking Talk all the shit that you want at the end of the day I already knew you were hating You're trying to match my style, can't match my stick it's flaming Back to the basics You're not heading the way that we're facing We're not alone for the night We're headed right down town, the gang on a motive Floating away to the sound of the beat components Beat my fucking opponents Keeping composure Keep it disclosed The family wanting closure But we don't make a sound We never knew what happened now it's time to Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce I'm with the gang and we 'bout to Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce She wanna talk behind closed doors She want me to buy her Christian Dior Mon cherie j'tadore IAAN MYERS amador IAAN MYERS matador Slide up to her crib Didn't say a word Stop Ring, ring Pick up the phone She said talking stage, but I don't talk Crush it, roll it, smoke me some more Baby I'll slide you the code to the door Private vibe, don't let nobody know Ooouuu Baby so fine and baby too spicy whoa Baby too spicy She look at me nicely Look like she wanna ride me But I ain't got the time for that, I'm too busy getting money Money is timeless Are you batshit crazy, mindless Do you know where the f*ck your mind is Spineless prick no point in trying it's too hard to find that shit Must be taking the piss I can't imagine what that shit is like when you couldn't take that diss When it comes to the song issa hit not a miss Doubting the power I got when putting the pen to paper knowing the lyrics are bliss If you wanna compete then come up and see me Issa wrap That's it We're not alone for the night We're headed right down town, the gang on a motive Floating away to the sound of the beat components Beat my fucking opponents Keeping composure Keep it disclosed The family wanting closure But we don't make a sound We never knew what happened now it's time to Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce I'm with the gang and we 'bout to Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce