last night, believe me son She swallowed all my cum, she loved every ounce I smeared all the leftover residue on her face, then I bounced I met my squad
Yeah U Dont Know Blazin' Squad Were The Weighty Plates Click Snowflakes, Yeah Were About To Blow This Up Lets Get This Party Jumpin' Oh Oh Oh Oh Y U
birthdays and two Christmases Older you get you resent how sick it is They're trying to cover their guilt with the gifts they give Bounce from his house
be ass out Now a nigga holdin several money market accounts Blaze the street, and then I would just like to announce Feelin my groove, my jigga jigga makin you bounce
Let 'em know the funk bandit's back With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat The funk-keeper Competition's sweet but known for makin
Hit Squad, Def Squad still rockin' 'em [Verse: Parrish Smith (EPMD)] It's everytime we rock a bomb, we get ya mind open The mic's blazin', smokin',
With a steel in his hand I shoot the gift from blessed to spark where it land [Iriscience] And it landed in the sand Where the pyramids blaze And this
full of ends with a couple of friends and a couple of hens Never boring, keep shit rocking til morning with the bird, until the hawks start hawking Bounce
where I could'nt take it no more Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor Now I finish
(feat. Baby Sham) [Busta Rhymes] Catching my fever Rob the passanger, the last griever You don't lone my squad? Fuck ya'll, we don't love your ass
the Fubu Catch me politickin' with Premier and The GURU I be stickin' chicken like the colonel, Nocturnal CD number 6 in my whip Bounce is the squad that
'm a dissector, 15 on the richter Yo they owe me publishin' at Elektra Don't let the Ramp wretch ya, I'm-a catch ya My squad bring the pressure, new trend
your back out New Child, niggaz sick wit it, I've been spit it Realest shit I ever wrote, left ya niggaz starvin and craze Like Johnny I blaze Life a
down ugly bitches (word up) [Verse Two: Busta Rhymes ] Erick Sermon ya'll yeah, yeah, yeah. Def Squad ya'll yeah, yeah, yeah. Flipmode Squad ya'll yeah
make them bounce I make them bounce we make them bounce Yo, i make them bounce Yo, i blaze a ounce Yeah, i blaze a ounce I'm gonna bounce to the ounce
see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon You could see it by my bitch face she thick with ass Get slick slick I click click blast on ya bitch ass Squad
my name (Jade the Champ) Ho Ho, this thing is real you could play it back They said I couldn't do it, now look at me, Jade the Champ A lot of squads