2 Chainz - Bounce (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
2 Chainz - Bounce (en) Lyrics
3 Chainz, oww.
Caught up in my bullshit, put
your head on backwards,
And skate off after, engage in laughter
'bout what just happened,
Fingers and napkins get sent to mammies;
is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting
daffy like stealing candy,
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are
massive, my friends assassins,
All of us bastards, our mothers queens
and our women dancers,
My rivers rapid, my fins are splashin',
my gills are flappin',
I bend some matches, then sip some
gas and went kissed a dragon.
I'm really rappin', I'm finger snappin',
I'm pistol packin',
Y'all niggas slippin', my swag is
drippin', so here's a napkin.
What's really
happnin' bro?
Verbal attackin', I'm
showing passion,
Know what I mean, see I'm the
king like I'm from akron.
I'm going overboard, somebody
call the captain,
And when it come to getting checks,
I always want the fat ones.
I'm so high I can sing
to a chandelier,
My flow a glass of ace of spade
and yours a can of beer.
Too many bitches, too many blunts,
too many buttons,
Not enough bullets, them niggas buggin',
the squad is comin'.
A.k. On shoulder, no shoulder shruggin',
aim at ya nugget,
My weed sticky like acupuncture
and magnus honey.
Knock on the side door three times
and have your money,
Or get to steppin' like kappas stompin',
I'll slap a junkie.
I'm having lunch with italian sonny,
don't ask the subject,
Lord why you took rabbit from me,
he say don't ask me nothing.
Too many bodies, too many bangers,
too many bundles,
Not enough bullets, these niggas buggin',
I heard they stung you.
It's gon' be trouble, we come through
and catch you while you cuddle,
Them shotgun barrels like tunnels
nigga, don't even mumble.
I'm back to ballin', I'm in the
back full of magnums only,
Pull on the scene and I fuck your
queen playing pastor troy.
Are we ready, turkey spaghetti
and castrol oil,
That's codeine turn your guillotine
to a fashion show,
In 4 minutes I'll turn this into
forensics in a foreign car
with a foreign broad
That's long winded, paper long,
and you taking long,
you just don't get it.
Hung the phone up and satan
want a song with me,
Hotter than mississippi
in summer of 1950s,
In a van full of some niggas
and white bitches,
Get pulled over for swervin'
like "hi, officer,"
When he ask me why I was swerving,
"I'm, high officer."
I can make it
bounce by myself.
I can make it bounce by
myself. (Okaaaay)
Got a mansion, a condo, a cabin,
I sleep in my phantom,
So high dancing with the stars
to the star spangled banner,
I change your channel, I change your
pattern, I ring your saturn,
I your madam, she get on top
and I shake the ladder,
I make her straddle then gather
and calculate the data,
I listen up for the snakes
or the baby rattle,
I play the shadows, don't play no
games, I straight get at 'em,
I'm on the chronic all day like
it's my favorite album.
A plate of salmon, the cayman islands,
a stripper dancer,
If I don't get the car first,
I'll have a temper tantrum.
I'm innovative, I demonstrated,
this nickel plated,
I don't care if you owe me a nick,
nigga you need to pay me.
I kiss ya lady, eat her pussy,
then kiss the baby,
Get situated, get keys off table,
then leave her 80.
I really made it, get it
maid, schwarzenegger,
Won't wrestle niggas, I spatula
all you action figures.
I'm so high the blunt feel
like a dumbbell,
These niggas tiny like a
spider on a spud webb,
I got some upscale cocaine
on my thumbnail,
I feed it to my fun girls,
they say fuck yeah.
I'm doing
this shit like whatever,
When I go I'mma leave
for the better,
I told her you dig
like a shovel,
I want a ferrari
in yellow,
Just so I can match all
my yellow bitches,
I been a playa
since elementary,
I got more bars than
a penitentiary,
I got a that hang
several inches.
(Lil wayne rapping 'a milli')
I'm a millionaire
I'm a young money millionaire,
tougher than nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your
career just isn't fair
I'm a venereal disease like
a menstrual bleed
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet
of the tablet in my mind
Cause I don't write shit
cause I ain't got time
Let's go!
All my niggas with me
All my niggas with it
All my niggas ballin'
All my niggas athletic
All my niggas a1
All got street cred
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!