Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, holla at me Luca Brasi, Young Money, Bounce shorty, Bounce Say boy You ain't want to get hit with the AR, AR, 15, 15, flip cars So just imagine what it do to pussy nigga that's goin against me I go hard, I'm so hard That I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watching my fist bleed, fist bleed So what I'm bustin this bustin, this fuckin' up everyone that it sees (hey) Move to the left, cause you might catch a hot one Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun We can go there, my nigga, I'm so there Rockinby myself with the chopper on the backseat Shoot at the driver side knock his body to the backseat Stop, pause, make them Dominique Dawes Flippin' bitch niggas when the shotty's go off (hey) Lose the handguns, we don't cock back nigga We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga And when you shoot it, don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) And when it hit you don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce (Young Money) Now bounce, Shorty Bounce It make ya body bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) Now, ay, fella You ain't wanna get hit with the AK, AK, 47, 47, heavy metal Guns and roses, roses and dresses, funeral settings, blessings Ay, man You see 'em on them weights I'm tryna shoot straight, straight shot Don't lose faith Homie you safe Hit ya in ya grill, now they call you two face This ain't a dance, this a motherfuckin' pressure point Eartquake, break a nigga down to a decimal Break a nigga, break a nigga down to a vegetable Lay ya grandmother next to you This the the untestable, the untouchable The young stunna do, whatever stunna do Stop, pause, make them Dominique Dawes Flippin' bitch niggas when the shotty's go off (hey) Lose the handguns, we don't cock back nigga We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga And when you shoot it, don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) And when it hit you don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce (Young Money) Now bounce, Shorty Bounce It make ya body bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) Ay, chump You ain't wanna get hit with this straight pump Just a pump, with the pump, with the pump Not the pump, the pump You know if I get em, he gotta bend, he gotta lean he gotta slump I shot 'em once, with the buckshots Make it look like a sun shots A nice body all dumb hot He turned cold dead Anybody in this city cops and feds Look me in my eyes, nah, look me in my barrel Leave a Darryl Strawberry cherry on ya apple I'm a very scary, New Orleans mammal Shorty on my back got me workin' like a camel Put a hump in ya back and lift you up I'm Weezy F Baby Stop pause, make them Dominique Dawes Flippin' bitch niggas when them shotty's go off (hey) Lose the handguns, we don't cock back nigga We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga And when you shoot it, don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) And when it hit you don't it It make ya body bounce You do the shorty bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce Now bounce, Shorty Bounce (Young Money) Now bounce, Shorty Bounce It make ya body bounce (Bounce, shorty bounce) Cyeah, nigga, Weezy F Baby Please say the Baby My nigga Luca Brasi Els, [?] Birdman, this is [?] You can't see me But I see you And I see you Lord Call me [?]