Artist: Rittz f/ Twista Album: Next to Nothing Song: Bounce Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Rittz] Superstar man I'm far from an average Joe, supernatural Steppin out, lookin like I'm in a fashion show Came into this industry and now you're witnessin me blow up Like seein a tank of gas explode And I'm, I'm high like a flight, I'm sittin back in coach By the window sippin Jack and Cokes 'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna bake a casserole Lookin at the globe from up high, shots fired like Kennedy was ridin by the Grassy Knoll I ain't rich but I got a little cash to blow And haters sayin that I'm changin I be lookin at 'em laughin like they cracked a joke They wasn't with me when I travelled down this gravel road G.C., I could never have my pass revoked So step up and you a dead duck, get your head bust Lookin like a chef just cracked a yolk Speakers in the Cadi' rattlin the patio When the industry was only rockin platinum gold I was dope back then but you had the whole shit locked until I came in and cracked the code And I don't, I don't really mean to brag and boast But then again my fans look at me as the GOAT She said she listens to my music in the bath and soak Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my 'llac and float Ah-yea-uh-yeah [Chorus: Rittz] Take a puff and it's up and away we go Put some pimp shit on my radio And, bounce, bounce, ahhh Let the bass vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest Run it back to the South and bounce out [Rittz] Yeah, with my homie Tony Footwork, up at Kalamazoo Ballin out up in the mall We don't bounce 'til we spend a couple thousand on shoes I'm reppin clientele, how can I lose? You out of the loop These music dudes are clueless who I was 'til I blew, producin whoo's and ooh's and ahh's I'm the truth but you confused and you surprised I refuse to lose, been booed and crucified Disapprove the movement, crews get brutalized Or these pooches choose to bite, get euthanized I'm the new, the who, but soon gets neutralized 22's are huge, my shoes are supersized I don't cruise, my music boom, it's stupid loud Bumpin 8 Ball & MJG From +The Outside Looking In+ I'm sittin +On Top of the World+ But then again I kinda been lately Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers got that rattle back I'm flashin metal when I was attacked, by a couple pretty bitches that was beggin me to pick 'em up and take 'em in and fuck 'em from the back, side But I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm tryna buckle down And focus on my money so I stack, my paper to the ceiling and I'm feelin like a billi-on I'm fillin up my cup with that Crown and bounce out [Chorus] [Twista] Twista~! Smokin wood then I'm gone So far that you can't even see me through the eyes of a telescope Diamonds on my body, savoir peelin, jottin down my feelings Actin like it was the realest shit I ever wrote Mental telepathy is part of the recipe that let me know that you want it I'm givin it to you how you like it Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinkin I'm speakin to you like a psychic Lil' mama know she lovin it so don't try to fight it I can make your life so appealin by the way I write it Make it so she the only shorty I know on Forgiatos Don't hit no potholes, I roll up one and light it On the passenger side of a ride like a player I'ma be up in the cut talkin the big shit Strange Music, we be the misfits, come and twist Rittz Tisk tisk, cause you gon' get your shit split Middle of the map a nigga finna snap And let 'em know the area continue to kill 'em forever, we on Better be strong to live in the city I come from And if you ain't fuckin with it then let it be known Then we can either talk about it or be about it Me? I'd rather sit back and blow an ounce When I hear somethin like this up on the radio All a nigga can do is just bounce Twista [Chorus]