MIRACLE

MIRACLE - Bounce (Remix) lyrics

rate me

(feat. Pastor Troy)

What, what, what, what, what, what

what, what, what,

What, what, what, what, what

[Hook:]

Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga [x4]

[Pastor Troy:]

What's up, Big mouth, Big talk, Big game

Teacher's pet, takin' aim, pop the Tech, I'm takin' aim

Plenty range, plenty shot

Plenty change, plenty glock

Pack the heat and I'ma keep em' hot

And I'ma take my cut straight off the top

Cuz I'm not, nothing like

Anyone, once on the mic

Wish you might, show ya right

Have ya'll thinking I'm Barry White

In the night, pack em' tight, call a fight, T.K.O.

We got mo', you ain't know, numero, uno,

Keep a O we burnin slow, we optimo, y'all swisher sweets

And don't compete, I'm too unique, sit back be quiet when the Pastor preach

I made the beat, you beat your meat, yeah punk you touch yourself

It be Pastor Troy, D.S.G.B, represent until my death

And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it aint no fear

You can talk that in my ear, but it aint shit, 'til you come down here

And anyone else, that want us, you can trust, it aint no fear

You can talk that in my ear, but it aint shit, 'til you come down here

[Hook:]

Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga [x4]

[Miracle]

Been here, been real, know the facts, seen the deal

My only goal, to rip a mill', my only fear is when I kill

Thou who test me, please Lord, keep blessin' me

Never forsake me, deliver thee from the thy enemies

Help me, misery, nightmares, agony

This the pain I see, make it stop, make it leave

Georgia Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy

Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, will destroy

Ain't no stopping me, the only way, kill me

And either way, best to believe, every real nigga gonna feel me

Bump this shit when they bury me, and leave the funeral smokin' weed

That's how we mourn in the A-U-G, oh no it's DSGB

A nigga like me love to ball, never fall, stand tall

I just came out the south, had my back againt the wall

Fuck the buck, a hundred fall, shot this nigga in his ball

Label me above the law, money is my only cause

Yeah, I'm a real nigga, fuck the Tommy Hilfiger

Glen Hill made nigga, red eyed dope dealer

Punk me out, bitch I stick this pistol in your mouth

Beat you 'till you pass out, kick your fucking grill out

Pounds is what I'm all about, fuck a quarter, fuck a ounce

750 all day, ain't got it, bitch bounce

[Hook:]

Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga [x4]

[Pastor Troy: "Well Uh Huh!" in background for last 8 lines]

I make the ghetto my lobby, make they habit my hobby,

Bought a little Arm & Hammer, cook it, then sell the copy,

Got me watchin for coppers, all I want is to prosper,

Niggaz clowning with me, don't know they claimin they "G"

So bump this beat cuz it's real, just change your air change the station

Watch the story bout hatin', then another bout bassin'

I'm takin' riches to get it, but now I'm sick of this shit

So with these last couple of dollars, we gone flip it legit

I bought this beat machine, bout big as a calculator

Who would have ever dreamed we hit the studio later,

Its like I owe them bassers, for making me take this serious

Wasn't for the struggle cuz, you would not be hearin' this

In the mist I'm frisked bout three times a day,

What I'm doing down here, nigga this where I stay

I just pray, that I relay, a message to some

And let them know, goddamn, ain't no more play where I'm from

FUCK PLAYIN!!!

[Hook:]

Bounce, bounce, bounce if you're with me nigga

[Until fade]

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