Trampoline (Booty Bounce) Lyrics

(420 family)
Baby girl, you bad as fuck
Baby girl, you bad as fuck
Ayy, ayy

Said, baby girl, you bad as fuck
You know I’m the man with weed
Send your booty on my 'Gram
Yeah, I hope your man, he see
You heard I’m the devil, man (Argh)
Take a dance with me
Take you shoppin' with my bands
Baby, spend these bands for free
Just make your fuckin' booty bounce
(Woo, woo) Trampoline
Pussy good, won’t leave my house
(Woo, woo) A grand a week
I was travellin' the south
Got advances on my fee
I said, "Girl, if you a freak
You could take a chance with me"
Because you know I fuck you good (Argh)

Better than he ever tried
Hit it in your D-end, he had a big gain
Then he bust his nut within five minutes
Not me, girl, gimme five minutes
And that climax get a high limit
I could play with the pussy while fuckin' you deep
I could get you in it once I dive in it (Woo, woo)

I got twenty-one grams of the kush
Kush, everyone stressed it
Twenty-one girls in the back
Wanna ask me twenty-one questions
"Who? What? Why?"
Any girl I’m with, know she’s fly
Any girl I’m with, know she’s high
Sleep all day, 'cause

Baby girl, you bad as fuck
You know I’m the man with weed
Send your booty on my 'Gram
Yeah, I hope your man, he see
You heard I’m the devil, man (Argh)
Take a dance with me
Take you shoppin' with my bands
Baby, spend these bands for free
Just make your fuckin' booty bounce
(Woo, woo) Trampoline
Pussy good, won’t leave my house
(Woo, woo) A grand a week
I was travellin' the south
Got advances on my fee
I said, "Girl, if you a freak
You could take a chance with me"
Because you know I fuck you good (Argh)

Our money prince up on the jet plane
Yeah, all I really do is freak shit
Bring plenty drugs, bring a best mate
Check Pornhub, see the sex tape
That’s a orgasm 'til the bed break
Start fuckin' in the night time
Girl, we still be fuckin' on the next day
That’s seven days like Craig David
Nah, fuck that, go ten days
Coke cop a powder like Nestlé
We call Louis V and get a dress made, argh
Now it’s Versace, Versace
We rock it, rock it where the bed stay, argh
She's doin' karate, karate
She chop it, chop it like a sensei (Argh)

I got twenty-one grams of the kush
Kush, everyone stressed it
Still twenty-one girls in the back
Wanna ask me twenty-one questions
"Who? What? Why?"
Any girl I’m with, know she’s fly
Any girl I’m with, know she’s high
Sleep all day, 'cause

Baby girl, you bad as (Argh)
You know I’m the man with weed
Booty on my 'Gram
Hope your man, he sees
I’m the devil, man, argh
Take a dance with me
Take you shoppin' with my bands
Fuckin' spend my bands for free
Just let your fuckin' booty bounce
(Woo, woo) Trampoline
Pussy good, won’t leave my house
(Woo, woo) A grand a week
I been travellin' the south
Got advances on my fee
Said, "Girl, if you a freak
You could take a, take a, take a, take a" (Argh)
You know I’m the man with weed
Booty on my 'Gram, girl
Hope your man, he see
I’m the devil, man, take a dance with me
Take you shoppin' with my bands
You can spend these bands for free
Just let that fuckin' booty

Ah, we done now, yeah?
Ah, let's call these strippers, bro
Let's get fuckin' lit