Song | Bounce Mission |
Artist | O.C. |
Album | Bon Appetit |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Credle, Harris | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
We 'bout to take you on a bounce mission | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? (Rock on the boards ha?) | |
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah | |
Uhh, uhh, let's keep it goin c'mon | |
Mmm, geah, ahh, uhh | |
Uhh, yeah, ahh, uhh | |
Yeah, mm, ahh, uh-huh | |
Yah.. | |
Yo - I got your asses movin, I keep the joint jumpin | |
I'm always sayin somethin, y'all know I'm nice stop frontin | |
Man I'm overdue, O.C.'s a rare breed | |
And equivalent to a stampede of nasty | |
Dog I'm true and livin, better yet alive and kickin | |
I ain't goin nowhere, this dough got me finger-lickin | |
Leavin, good taste in my mouth, I'm lovin it yo | |
I'm bigger I'm better I'm iller than I was befo' | |
Prayin I fall face first if ever the day come | |
No time soon, I'll be around longer than rum | |
That's legendary status, like car shows and Jacob Jared's | |
Reoccurin like black expos - this be a marriage | |
The Kodiak sipper, is bronze zipper | |
What I provide, will bring the freak out your sister | |
It's my life, it's my world, it's my way | |
It's Wildlife, it's our time, a new day | |
[Chorus: O.C.] | |
Aiyyo, let's get it on and poppin, time for some new rules | |
It's summertime y'all, so put your minks up | |
Pull the big dogs out, wax 'em up good | |
Get your ice steamed cleaned, shine your links up | |
[O.C.] | |
Yo, you never know what's comin next from me, I do it, casually | |
Have fun with it, get dumb with it, run with it | |
Spit it nasty like, dog shit on the bottom of your boot | |
Or nasty like a kid with a mouth that's loose | |
The purest form of anything considered to be raw | |
Like porno chicks takin cum shots and sayin (more) | |
I'm wicked in ways you can't describe my persona | |
+Good Times+, treat it like the hips on Wilona | |
From New York to Arizona; from Las Vegas, Nevada | |
To San Fran' to them third world borders, I.. | |
.. won't stop, won't hush | |
I'm like some good ass smoke that you just can't crush | |
No matter what, M-U-S-H, S-H-I-N-E I was designed to be | |
I'm what you call content, and even with a hundred mill' in the bank | |
If you owe me I want every red cent | |
[Chorus x2] | |
[O.C.] | |
Yo, y'all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn't do it like this | |
I see y'all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It's no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That's aight den, that's soundin right den | |
Y'all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn't do it like this | |
I see y'all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It's no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That's aight den, that's soundin right den | |
Aiyyo, I got the hook-up, my man cook-up | |
See I'm about to shake up the world, once and for all y'all | |
For all y'all, it's for all y'all, no strings attached to it | |
{*beat plays*} That's all you gotta do | |
It's a one shot deal for those keepin it real | |
Just keep it right, just party all night and not kill | |
(Aiyyo, aiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyooooooooooo, aiyyyyyyyyoooooo) | |
Hahahaha, yo | |
[Chorus x2] |
zuo ci : Credle, Harris | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
We ' bout to take you on a bounce mission | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? Rock on the boards ha? | |
Uhh, uhhuh, yeah | |
Uhh, uhh, let' s keep it goin c' mon | |
Mmm, geah, ahh, uhh | |
Uhh, yeah, ahh, uhh | |
Yeah, mm, ahh, uhhuh | |
Yah.. | |
Yo I got your asses movin, I keep the joint jumpin | |
I' m always sayin somethin, y' all know I' m nice stop frontin | |
Man I' m overdue, O. C.' s a rare breed | |
And equivalent to a stampede of nasty | |
Dog I' m true and livin, better yet alive and kickin | |
I ain' t goin nowhere, this dough got me fingerlickin | |
Leavin, good taste in my mouth, I' m lovin it yo | |
I' m bigger I' m better I' m iller than I was befo' | |
Prayin I fall face first if ever the day come | |
No time soon, I' ll be around longer than rum | |
That' s legendary status, like car shows and Jacob Jared' s | |
Reoccurin like black expos this be a marriage | |
The Kodiak sipper, is bronze zipper | |
What I provide, will bring the freak out your sister | |
It' s my life, it' s my world, it' s my way | |
It' s Wildlife, it' s our time, a new day | |
Chorus: O. C. | |
Aiyyo, let' s get it on and poppin, time for some new rules | |
It' s summertime y' all, so put your minks up | |
Pull the big dogs out, wax ' em up good | |
Get your ice steamed cleaned, shine your links up | |
O. C. | |
Yo, you never know what' s comin next from me, I do it, casually | |
Have fun with it, get dumb with it, run with it | |
Spit it nasty like, dog shit on the bottom of your boot | |
Or nasty like a kid with a mouth that' s loose | |
The purest form of anything considered to be raw | |
Like porno chicks takin cum shots and sayin more | |
I' m wicked in ways you can' t describe my persona | |
Good Times, treat it like the hips on Wilona | |
From New York to Arizona from Las Vegas, Nevada | |
To San Fran' to them third world borders, I.. | |
.. won' t stop, won' t hush | |
I' m like some good ass smoke that you just can' t crush | |
No matter what, MUSH, SHINE I was designed to be | |
I' m what you call content, and even with a hundred mill' in the bank | |
If you owe me I want every red cent | |
Chorus x2 | |
O. C. | |
Yo, y' all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn' t do it like this | |
I see y' all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It' s no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That' s aight den, that' s soundin right den | |
Y' all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn' t do it like this | |
I see y' all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It' s no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That' s aight den, that' s soundin right den | |
Aiyyo, I got the hookup, my man cookup | |
See I' m about to shake up the world, once and for all y' all | |
For all y' all, it' s for all y' all, no strings attached to it | |
beat plays That' s all you gotta do | |
It' s a one shot deal for those keepin it real | |
Just keep it right, just party all night and not kill | |
Aiyyo, aiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyooooooooooo, aiyyyyyyyyoooooo | |
Hahahaha, yo | |
Chorus x2 |
zuò cí : Credle, Harris | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
We ' bout to take you on a bounce mission | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? | |
Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? Rock on the boards ha? | |
Uhh, uhhuh, yeah | |
Uhh, uhh, let' s keep it goin c' mon | |
Mmm, geah, ahh, uhh | |
Uhh, yeah, ahh, uhh | |
Yeah, mm, ahh, uhhuh | |
Yah.. | |
Yo I got your asses movin, I keep the joint jumpin | |
I' m always sayin somethin, y' all know I' m nice stop frontin | |
Man I' m overdue, O. C.' s a rare breed | |
And equivalent to a stampede of nasty | |
Dog I' m true and livin, better yet alive and kickin | |
I ain' t goin nowhere, this dough got me fingerlickin | |
Leavin, good taste in my mouth, I' m lovin it yo | |
I' m bigger I' m better I' m iller than I was befo' | |
Prayin I fall face first if ever the day come | |
No time soon, I' ll be around longer than rum | |
That' s legendary status, like car shows and Jacob Jared' s | |
Reoccurin like black expos this be a marriage | |
The Kodiak sipper, is bronze zipper | |
What I provide, will bring the freak out your sister | |
It' s my life, it' s my world, it' s my way | |
It' s Wildlife, it' s our time, a new day | |
Chorus: O. C. | |
Aiyyo, let' s get it on and poppin, time for some new rules | |
It' s summertime y' all, so put your minks up | |
Pull the big dogs out, wax ' em up good | |
Get your ice steamed cleaned, shine your links up | |
O. C. | |
Yo, you never know what' s comin next from me, I do it, casually | |
Have fun with it, get dumb with it, run with it | |
Spit it nasty like, dog shit on the bottom of your boot | |
Or nasty like a kid with a mouth that' s loose | |
The purest form of anything considered to be raw | |
Like porno chicks takin cum shots and sayin more | |
I' m wicked in ways you can' t describe my persona | |
Good Times, treat it like the hips on Wilona | |
From New York to Arizona from Las Vegas, Nevada | |
To San Fran' to them third world borders, I.. | |
.. won' t stop, won' t hush | |
I' m like some good ass smoke that you just can' t crush | |
No matter what, MUSH, SHINE I was designed to be | |
I' m what you call content, and even with a hundred mill' in the bank | |
If you owe me I want every red cent | |
Chorus x2 | |
O. C. | |
Yo, y' all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn' t do it like this | |
I see y' all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It' s no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That' s aight den, that' s soundin right den | |
Y' all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn' t do it like this | |
I see y' all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit | |
It' s no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this | |
That' s aight den, that' s soundin right den | |
Aiyyo, I got the hookup, my man cookup | |
See I' m about to shake up the world, once and for all y' all | |
For all y' all, it' s for all y' all, no strings attached to it | |
beat plays That' s all you gotta do | |
It' s a one shot deal for those keepin it real | |
Just keep it right, just party all night and not kill | |
Aiyyo, aiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyooooooooooo, aiyyyyyyyyoooooo | |
Hahahaha, yo | |
Chorus x2 |