Bounce

[Intro]

Jon Kilmer the filmer!
I got bars for days!
GUILTY!

[Verse 1]

I get cheeks then I chuck the deuce
Bag it up and pack it up and now your girl is old news
But I got to admit, she was a little cutie
Her legs were acute, then I made 'em obtuse
She tackled my cock like Teddy Bruschi
I met her last night, yeah she barely knew me
I heard she had a small v-jay
So it's down to logistics, if my dick fits (uhyuuuu)
Me and your girl both spit, only difference is
I'm packing hammer dips, oh baby
Got another bitch calling, I gotta run
Gonna knock her pussy out in one shot like the Golden Gun
I got restraining orders on these bitches
I can't get rid of these mother fucking bitches
I'll travel the 95 and find Denise Richards
Then I'll fuck her in the butt till she needs 50 stitches

[Verse 2]

I'm with bitches in bikinis, drinking Bellinis
These haters wanna talk but they won't even see me
I'm sick of these mother fucking wise guys
So I'm farting in the pillow and I'll leave 'em with a pink eye
Got a couple hoes on my roster
Living life everyday like I'm a rock star
Your man's got a dick that's only sub-par
So the girls dial 1-800-JON-KILMER
Got your bitch in my cabana, eating bananas
She's sitting on my lap like I'm mother fucking Santa
I'm in London, drinking gin and tonic
Bossy bitches in my flat, ironic
I'm having sex on my private jet
Getting BJs on my PJs (oh baby)
Did a song with Huey: Kilmer got laid
Did a song with Mike Stud: Kilmer got laid AGAIN