Texty:
Big Rob Bounce

Bounce, just bounce, let me see that body bounce 'Cause my rhymes are so fly, and my jeans are so tight That I make these people bounce Bounce, just

actin' a fool But seekin' some knowledge, southwest community college Took hold a nigga, enrolled and showed a nigga When Gotti around, ain't enough hoes for niggaz Never did I get the big

Hey what's happening? It's your homeboy Lil' Rob Back with some more shit You know I cruise my low riders But I just can't find nothing to cruise to you

I decided to sleep by the do' Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo' Driftin' off into another stage of life *** paid you price and big homies

*two gun shots* It's a story about two brothers, Rob and Vic Grew up in the world alone God forgot about them, hmm Forced to fend for themselves In the

Rob B signed me Gave me some common cheese and told me, nigga, it's on Fuck some arbon mist, we sippin' Don Parion Tight 2 def with the twentys out so nigga, you besta bounce

go [Mr. Man] Who keep the hot block? ("Mister.") Hot glock? ("Mister.") Call the cops tryin' to snitch on... ("Mister.") Big chips? ("Mister.") Nice whips? ("Mister.") Big

in love with my feria What I would for my feria I stay true to my feria Because my feria loves me 1st verse (spm): I got a fat girl, with a big ol'

slide Uh, uh, bounce (Yo!) Bounce, bounce, but no way Uh, uh, uh, uh (Say what?,Say what?) Hell naw, I can't let that slide Uh, uh If you gonna rob