[Hook x2]
Ay, now make it bounce
Bend it over, touch your toes, stretch it out
Baby this your favorite song, go work it out
Stunt on these n***as and bitches who wanna doubt
You know what you about, go head and go make it bounce

Now throw it at me, watch me catch it like Fritz Dog
Oh yeah they hate but love to keep me in they mouth
He run this town and shit, I guess he got some clout
It's safe to say these lil' n***as won't make it out
I hit the spliff and then I wash it with the brown
Cardio when I'm in it, you shed them pounds
And she just wanna point me in the right direction
A couple boy bands on me my shit on One Direction
I switch it up, I dish it out, I pull up points like Stephen
"I'm with my girls I'm going out," That's what you say when texting
Bitch what the fuck, pick up your phone, he left like ten voice messages
He burn you out, I charge you up and ride that ass like [?]
Versace frames, Manolo pumps, you always [?] stepping
They can't relate, these n***as late
That's why we keep them guessing
We'll fuck them up, give them reasons for the pound
Yeah you know what you about
Go head and go make it bounce
[Hook]

Go work it out
Ay, go work it out
Now make it bounce, ay