Y'all bitches   Get ya' mind right   Get'cha, get'cha mind right   Get'cha, get'cha mind right   Get'cha, get'cha mind right      I'm tryin' to do my thang like a rap star tryin' to stay clean   Ache my hands and avoid the game but it's hard   'Cuz I can ball dope and get paid like a muthafucker   Gotta be another way to pay T. Tucker   Used to roll twenties by the ounce   My papa got a brand new mag it's called bounce      Crackers wanna label me a nigga man but I'm a bigga man   I said fuck that or do go to trigga man   It's the new somethin' cream goin' 'round   It started in the saint town and now it move to ghost town      Said tonight was time but where your gat?   Niggas get wild when they hear botty-at, booty-at   You bitches tryin' to pussy-pop   Dealin' herb, slung tapes ten dollas a rock      Ya gotta take what you need, take what you want   Slingin' tapes out the club and tapes out the trunk   When the trigga man bails soft   Take 'em to the saint tell him rock another block      Party. DJ Irv had that shit bumpin'   T.T. Tucker had the dance floor jumpin'   The whole project full of hoes   (Come on, go T.T. go T.T. go)   But if a nigga jumps stupid I'm blast ya'   (Who put this fuckin' thing together?)   Me, that's me that's who, I told you don't fuck with me      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce      Ooh, see I'm the one that you talkin' 'bout   Drop a little red tape and a stone in the sword   And my pocket got swoll from insurance   I bought a little more gold and fucked a lotta' more hoes      All them bitches know what's up   (How they know, how they know?)   They heard me on the radio buddah I set up   Where-he-at hittin' dead home if it wasn't bumpin'   In your ride it was bumpin' in your headphones      No it ain't gone to my head, 'cuz I ain't gon' let it   Damn it feel good gettin' sweated, huh, huh, huh   Uptown, downtown, cross the river, don't matter   I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga      One brick object   Couldn't keep my muthafuckin' ass out that project   Shit, that's when it, 5-0 busted in   There was a raid and I was captured      Alright, all you niggas on the floor right now   Down, get out the way   Ay man, why you fuckin' wit' me?   I'm the fuckin' boss, I put this shit together   I tol' you that shut the fuck up   I don't give a fuck who you are   Get your ass down on the floor      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce      Man calm down, calm down   Yo T.T. don't trip, 'cuz when them laws let you loose   Boy we gon' handle this, see you gonna get your shot at limelight   But in the meantime in between time keep your mind right      (But man they said that I was wanted)   For what?   (Narcotics, Homicide, shoplifting warrant   (So much shit, I can't finish)   This call concludes this minute   (Hello? Hello? Bitch, you gon' hang up on me)      Alright, alright, alright   Alright, alright, alright   Alright, alright, alright      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce      Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce   Never gon' bounce   Never, never gon' bounce