Bounce - Redneck Souljers

The rednecks up in this thing you better bounce

It’s titties jigglin' while we pourin' liquor by the ounce

Jack Daniels on the house

We 'bout to get stupid get up and move it

Just forget what your doin' make it bounce

Now let me ask you what these things have in common?

(Have in common)

Dryer sheets, trampolines, and your mama (And your mama)

Think about it for a second

Nevermind I’m gonna tell ya

So in case you haven’t guessed it it’s that bounce

Like king shots of them mud bogs

Some double D’s in my front lawn

Like Redneck Souljers music does with my subs on

Came through we got mud on it

Diesel smoke black as damn onyx

All the country girls hooked on it

Not phonics that bounce boy

Now make 'em bounce like a basketball

We ain’t talkin' sports boe not at all (Woo)

Chevy trucks on them lift kits

Mud tires got big grips

We bounce around 'til her nip slips

On all four’s or four wheels

All night we gonna bounce

I ain’t in no rock band

But we rocked that whole crowd

Hick hop 2Chainz

My lines dope as cocaine is

Rockin' them shotguns and flannels like Cobain did

The rednecks up in this thing you better bounce

It’s titties jigglin' while we pourin' liquor by the ounce

Jack Daniels on the house

We 'bout to get stupid get up and move it

Just forget what your doin' make it bounceNow make it bounce

Yeah make it bounce

Now make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Now make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Just forget what your doin' make it bounce

Well I walked off in the place and all I saw was titties

20 beers from the bar got me feelin' shitty

Phillip Allen to my left, Wonderboi to my right

Mikey got a stack or two and he’s gonna spend it all tonight

Yeah Stacker 2 we gettin' hype

While they’re bouncin' left to right

Nashville or Huntsville, I forgot where we’re at tonight

That’s alright that’s okay, it’s just any given day

Money flyin' in this mothertrucker like a hurricane

Some Typa Way came on and everybody lost there shit

Broke my phone ain’t goin' home, man I can’t get enough of this

Took a piss at 3 A.M.

right outside the Waffle House

Man it’s time we get our ass to that hotel and pass out

Woke up and said damn I just spent half of my money

We was bouncin' we was rockin'

Wonder dropped about 600

Man I swear, man I swear

I don’t wanna leave that place

But I don’t care, I don’t care

I won’t forget that waitress' face

The rednecks up in this thing you better bounce

It’s titties jigglin' while we pourin' liquor by the ounce

Jack Daniels on the house

We 'bout to get stupid get up and move it

Just forget what your doin' make it bounceNow make it bounce

Yeah make it bounce

Now make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Now make it bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)

Just forget what your doin' make it bounce