Strings
Strings & Swizz Beatz
Strings
Strings & Hot Boys
Strings
Strings
Strings & Drag-On
Strings
Strings
Strings
Strings
Strings
Strings & Infamous Syndicate
Strings
Strings
Hmm, yeah yeah yeah yeah
[Verse 1]
All my niggas put your dubs in the air
If you feelin' this bitch then get up out your chair
Stars over the nipples, my ass is bare
They knew it was coming but there was no way to prepare
You rich? Here with your bitch?
I'm willing to share
Teach her things do when you at home if she dare
Convinced and conceited and fuck it we don't care
Roll my ass on your jeans and fuck up your underwear
For married motherfuckas that come to have an affair
Two sets of lips, $2000 a pair
When I'm on the floor co-workers ain't got a prayer
Don't give a fuck who you go get nothing can compares
Ass clap's surround sound for the hearing impaired
They turning hoes down waiting for Strings I swear
Wanna go higher? I'll be the one to take you there
Move the thong and make it drop if you got a 100 to spare
[Chorus]
When the feelin' is right, the music is tight, c'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
If you came here to trick off, we got all night
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Get your money, what you come here for?
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
You don't pay you don't stay, we gon' show you the door
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
[Verse 2]
Make it hot like my nigga Juvenile, 400 Degreez
Three hours a night fucking with three G's
You hating 'cause you ain't makin' no money
Bitch please
The only way you gettin' some cheese is on your knees
Fool you knowin' with cheeks like these they wanna squeeze
Take me on shopping sprees
Ballers frontin' me keys
I push weight from your state to my state with ease
A down hustling bitch with every fuckin' thing you need
Chokin' the greenest trees my job is to tease
Broke nigga phobia ain't no cure for my disease
Work a pole like it's a part of my anatomy
And back-fuckin-talkin' for niggas who don't believe
For the right price I make fantasies realities
I'm throwin' ass while chickens be throwin' they waeves
I'm floatin' they freeze
A true freak I blow with the breeze
When them hoes catching some zzz's I'm increasin' my fees
What?
[Chorus]
When the feelin' is right, the music is tight, c'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
If you came here to trick off, we got all night
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Get your money, what you come here for? C'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
You don't pay you don't stay, we gon' show you the door
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
[Verse 3]
Niggas surround the stage at the sound of my name
All I see is money waivin' and bottles of champagne
I be runnin' the game until them pockets are drained
Thinkin' of trickin' wiht lames, hold your money, refrain
Stealin' my moves after my fame, it's all in vain
Left home broke and go back exactly how they came
Tell me you like it strange and I'll go through a thang
It's a pain in being contained, that can be arranged
If you a wild joker and wanna be tamed
I got the vinyl, that patent leather, the whips and the chains
Don't fuck with dollars, so don't insult me with chump change
Got cars, clothes and nose habits to maintain nigga
[Chorus]
When the feelin' is right, the music is tight, c'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
If you came here to trick off, we got all night
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Get your money, what you come here for? C'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
You don't pay you don't stay, we gon' show you the door
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
When the feelin' is right, the music is tight, c'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
If you came here to trick off, we got all night
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Get your money, what you come here for? C'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
You don't pay you don't stay, we gon' show you the door
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Strings
C'mon
Bounce with me baby, bounce with me baby, bounce
Uh, Swizz Beatz, ya don't stop
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Chi-Town
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
And NY, what, bounce with me niggas bounce
Table Dance was written by Strings.
Table Dance was produced by Swizz Beatz.