Bounce Back - Big Sean

Oh man, oh man, oh man Not again Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley You can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm on the cover of Lethal Weapon Back to back like I'm Jordan '96, '97 Whoa, very important and very pretentious When I look back I might be mad that I gave this attention Yeah, but it's weighin' heavy on my conscience Yeah, and fuck, you left a boy no options I wanna see my niggas go insane You gon' make me step out of my fuckin' frame You gon' make me buy bottles for Charlamagne You gon' make me go out of my fuckin' way I waited four days, nigga, where y'all at? I drove here in the Wraith playin' AR-AB I'm not sure what it was that really made y'all mad But I guess this is what I gotta do to make y'all rap I mean woah, can't fool the city, man, they know what's up Second floor Tootsies, gettin' shoulder rubs This for y'all to think that I don't write enough They just mad cause I got the midas touch You love her, then you gotta give the world to her Is that a world tour or your girl's tour? I know that you gotta be a thug for her This ain't what she meant when she told you to open up more Yeah, trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers Yeah, you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga I'm not the type of nigga that'll type to niggas And shout-out to all my boss bitches wife-in niggas Make sure you hit him with the prenup Then tell that man to ease up I did another one, I did another one You still ain't did shit about the other one I got the drink in me goin' back to back Yeah, goin' back to back I got the drink in me goin' back to back Yeah, I'm goin' back to back I don't wanna hear about this ever again Not even when she tell 'em that they better as friends Not even when you sayin', "Drizzy, tell 'em again" I been puttin' on a show, it was a sell out event Oh, you need better seatin' I didn't wanna do it, gave me every reason The point I'm tryna make is I don't ever need 'em Seen what you'd do for fame or what you'd do for freedom Please, check 'em for a wire or a earpiece Please, please do not let these niggas near me Please, think before you come for the great one Please, who's a real nigga and who ain't one? Please, somebody stop me I'm talkin' bousy and gwanin wassy I got the fest in five days and it's my shit Soon as a nigga hit the stage, they gon' They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Yeah, they want it back to back They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back I took a break from Views, now it's back to that, nigga

Daddy used to take me walking down the street Daddy used to take my hand, say "Follow me" Daddy used to leave me back home all the time I got big enough to run around, daddy left me outside He said, "Find your way back Big, big world, but you got it, baby Find your way back, don't let this life drive you crazy Find your way back, come back home 'fore the street lights on Find your way back, find your way back" Daddy used to tell me, "Look up at the stars It's been a long time, but remember who you are Circle of life, but one day, I might not make it Circle of life, but one day, I might not make it" But you just got to find your way back Big, big world, but you got it, baby Find your way back, don't let this life drive you crazy Find your way back, come back home 'fore the street lights on Find your way back, find your way back Daddy used to teach me all my moves Run around, 'round, had to tie my shoes Itty bitty child with a smile like you Wild, wild child look a lot like you Daddy used to teach me all my tricks Run around wild, had to get my fix Daddy used to teach me all my plays On a marathon, had to run my race Find your way back Big, big world, but you got it, baby Find your way back, don't let this life drive you crazy Find your way back, come back home 'fore the street lights on Find your way back, find your way back, yeah Rikirobo roborebe Mamasibo robirebi rebi Skindanu dinda dundun Sibirobo roborebe Oroboskibo robi rebirebi Skidin dadun dadun daya Daddy used to teach me all my moves Run around wild, had to tie my shoes Itty bitty child with a smile like you Wild, wild child look a lot like you Daddy used to teach me all my tricks Run around wild, had to get my fix Daddy used to teach me all my plays On a marathon, told me run my race Find your way back

Tomatoes on the vine, elderberry wine Last week's clothes dryin' on the line Momma in the kitchen, daddy down the hall Bourbon on the table, Jesus on the wall Front porch, back porch, crickets in the trees Plowin' up the garden, puttin' down the seed Build a little scarecrow, stringin' up the beans Prayin' for the sunshine, pullin' up the weeds Back, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat I'm bringin' country back Pickup truck, four-wheel drive Catfish dinner on a Saturday night Shirt tail in Sunday, dinner on the ground Back in time for football, pour another round Back, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track Yeah, I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat Lord, I'm bringin' country back Two-step, three-step, dancin' in line Gas up that old John Deere, take her for a ride Cruisin' 'round the court square every Friday night Ride out in the country, see the lightnin' bugs light Find a little June bug, tie him on a string Fly him in a circle 'til your head begins to swing Patch an old tire tube, float it down the stream Blue jeans, prom queens, homemade ice cream Back, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track Yeah, I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat I'm bringin' country back Strum a little guitar, pick an old song Grandma on the banjo, family sings along Baby makes the cornbread, sister makes the tea Dance a little jig 'round the kitchen with me Back, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track Yeah, I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat Lord, I'm bringin' country back Fishin' in a Jon boat, giggin' in the dark Eatin' watermelon on a table in the yard Chicken in a brown bag, picnic in the park Draggin' up the hay bales, stack 'em in the barn you all Songs about heartbreak, pair of swingin' doors Ridin' on the tailgate, sawdust on the floors Jukebox, tater tots, prayin' on our knees Andy on the TV, lovin' on Aunt Bee Back, yeah, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track Yeah, I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat I'm bringin' country back Workin' for a livin', proud to pay the man Wake up every mornin' happy that we can Yes sir, yes ma'am, stand up for the flag Thank the Lord in Heaven for the freedom that we have Back, yeah, I'm bringin' country back Back where it belongs, back on track Yeah, I think ol' Hank would like it like that I got my boots, I got my hat I'm bringin' country back (Ooh, yeah)

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah

Justin Bieber's, Pop star Justin Bieber, denied he fathered a child There's a lot of good that comes with celebrity, you know that (ya) There is also a pretty white hot spotlight (of course) And you've found yourself under it recently (ya) Some headlines (Set the record straight, none of it is true) Do you know this woman? (Never met the woman) No (so) Alright well, obviously this is what comes along with, uh (Exactly) Life in the fast lane as they say She says she met me on a tour She keeps knocking on my door She won't leave me, leave me alone This girl she wouldn't stop, almost had to call the cops She was scheming, ooh, she was wrong 'Cause she wanted all my attention, hey And she was dragging my name through the dirt, no She was dying for my affection But she got mad 'cause I didn't give it to her I'm talking to you Maria, why you wanna do me like that? That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? She ain't my baby, no, she ain't my girl 'Cause she talking in, and she needs to quit 'Cause I never hit it, all I know she's not mine That ain't my baby (that's not my baby), that ain't my girl 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? Let me tell you now this girl she's not mine She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl Now she's in the magazines, on TV, making a scene Oh, she's crazy, crazy in love And she's all over the news, saying everything but the truth She's faking, faking it all 'Cause she wanted all my attention, hey And she was dragging my name through the dirt, no She was dying for my affection But she got mad 'cause I didn't give it to her I'm talking to you Maria, why you wanna do me like that? That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? She ain't my baby, no, she ain't my girl 'Cause she talking in, and she needs to quit 'Cause I never hit it, all I know she's not mine That ain't my baby (that's not my baby), that ain't my girl, no 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? Let me tell you now this girl she's not mine She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl Why are you trying, trying to lie girl When ain't I never met you at all Saying goodbye, but how could ya You throw this, you prove this Your foolishness, seduces Maria, why you wanna do me like that? That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl 'Cause she talking in, and she needs to quit 'Cause I never hit it, all I know she's not mine That ain't my baby, (that's no my baby) that ain't my girl, no 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? Let me tell you now that girl she's not mine She ain't my baby (she is not my baby), she ain't my girl, no That ain't my baby (she ain't my baby), that ain't my girl She ain't my baby (she ain't my baby), she ain't my girl She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl, yeah She ain't my baby, she's not my girl

Just come outside, for the night (Yeah) Take your time, get your light (Yeah) Shawty giant, huh-uh I been out geekin' Bitch Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Yeah) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Yeah) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien' (Yeah), fien', fien', fien' The career's more at stake when you in your prime (At stake) Fuck that paper, baby, my face on the dotted line (Dot, yeah) I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (Yeah, yeah, bitch) It's like always they just want a piece of mine (Ah) I been focused on the future, never on right now (Ah) But I'm sippin', not kombucha, either pink or brown (It's lit) I'm the one that introduced you to the you right now (Mm, let's go) Oh my God, that bitch bite (That bitch bite) But alright (Alright), tryna vibe (Tryna vibe like this) In the night, come alive Ain't asleep, ain't a—, ain't a—, ain't-ain't-ain't— Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien' Syrup, woah, what? What? (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) What? (Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah) (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah) (Yeah, hol' up, yeah) Yeah, I just been poppin' my shit it's been gettin' live, hol' up (Shit) Yeah, you try to come 'round 'bout this shit, they poppin' ya tires, hol' up (Shit) Uh, hunnid round, woah, feel it, knock 'em on ten Playin' both sides with these hoes (Hol' up) Shawty, I'm fuckin' yo' friends (Hol' up) I been goin' crazy, shawty, I been handlin' these bands She not innocent, uh, shit, she tryna go— Fien', fien' (Yeah, talm 'bout), fien', fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh, what?) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Talkin' bout, talm 'bout, let's go) I just been icin' my hoes I just been drippin' my ho (Drippin' my ho) This is a whole 'nother level, shawty I got these hoes on they toes (Hoes on they toes) I put this bitch on the road She tryna fuck on the O, hol' up, hol' up I got this ho with me, she tryna show me sum', hol' up, hol' up I got flows for days, these niggas ain't know nun', hol' up, hol' up Me and my bro locked in, you know we on one, hol' up We in the spot goin' crazy, until the sun up You worried about that ho, that ho done chose us (Bitch-ass) Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't get it to cold, uh, hol' up, yeah (Wow) Fien', fien', fien' (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, yeah) Why the fuck these niggas actin' like they know us? Double 0, Cactus, shit we towed up, this shit how we told 'em (Skrrt, skrrt) Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up (It's lit, hol' up, slatt) Everything lit, hol' up, everything Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)