Trampoline (feat. Missy Elliott, BIA and Doechii)

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Ooh
 Turn up
 We gon' rock this for the club, baby
 Holla, let's go
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline
 (Missy you don't have to walk, BIA BIA)
 Bitches run-in with my style, they should thank me
 Talking real wild to me and for your safety
 Feeling real immortal, but aliens won't take me far
 Hundreds got me turning to an avatar
 Niggas that be shading wanna fuck me, isn't that bizarre?
 High class bitch, feed me caviar
 Yeah, I might be rich, but the hood in my repertoire
 Bouncing like I need it back and then you catch it
 Oh, you wanna be a dog, then who fetching?
 Diamonds dance on me, baby, this here a new set
 Did a lap on a bitch, and I'm up two exits
 Missy met me, they're like, "Who sweating?"
 Said we heading to the bank and then let's do breakfast
 Two chains, but my bitches call me two necklace
 Had to pass that shit, 'cause I be too reckless, uh
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline
 If Guetta made it, then it's a hit
 If Doechii wears it, then it's expensive
 Tight-ass box so, in a way, I'm gifted
 I need a pot the way I've been shitting
 Hand me a rock for all the bitches I'm skipping
 Hand me the chalk, the whole board fuck with me
 You bitches ain't scoring, you bitches torn, straight limping
 I'm busy touring with Lindsey Lauren and Solana
 You bitches drama, I'm bouncing records in Bahamas
 In Benihana, you need a hug, you need a father
 You need some guala, the way I'm spinning it ain't proper
 Might need a doctor for this debacle
 Bounce that ass in tropical, is that ass a fraud or no?
 I need me a president, can I swipe your card or no?
 Rich-ass bitch, that's evident, so I need all my settlements
 That's why I keep my hoes between my legs like they my residents
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
 Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
 Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline
 

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Duration
02:24
Key
8
Tempo
104 BPM

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