O.C., The

O.C., The - Bounce Mission songtekst

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[O.C.]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We 'bout to take you on a bounce mission

Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha?

Uhh, yeah, rock on the boards ha? (Rock on the boards ha?)

Uhh, uh-huh, yeah

Uhh, uhh, let's keep it goin c'mon

Mmm, geah, ahh, uhh

Uhh, yeah, ahh, uhh

Yeah, mm, ahh, uh-huh

Yah..



Yo - I got your asses movin, I keep the joint jumpin

I'm always sayin somethin, y'all know I'm nice stop frontin

Man I'm overdue, O.C.'s a rare breed

And equivalent to a stampede of nasty

Dog I'm true and livin, better yet alive and kickin

I ain't goin nowhere, this dough got me finger-lickin

Leavin, good taste in my mouth, I'm lovin it yo

I'm bigger I'm better I'm iller than I was befo'

Prayin I fall face first if ever the day come

No time soon, I'll be around longer than rum

That's legendary status, like car shows and Jacob Jared's

Reoccurin like black expos - this be a marriage

The Kodiak sipper, is bronze zipper

What I provide, will bring the freak out your sister

It's my life, it's my world, it's my way

It's Wildlife, it's our time, a new day



[Chorus: O.C.]

Aiyyo, let's get it on and poppin, time for some new rules

It's summertime y'all, so put your minks up

Pull the big dogs out, wax 'em up good

Get your ice steamed cleaned, shine your links up



[O.C.]

Yo, you never know what's comin next from me, I do it, casually

Have fun with it, get dumb with it, run with it

Spit it nasty like, dog shit on the bottom of your boot

Or nasty like a kid with a mouth that's loose

The purest form of anything considered to be raw

Like porno chicks takin cum shots and sayin (more)

I'm wicked in ways you can't describe my persona

+Good Times+, treat it like the hips on Wilona

From New York to Arizona; from Las Vegas, Nevada

to San Fran' to them third world borders, I..

.. won't stop, won't hush

I'm like some good ass smoke that you just can't crush

No matter what, M-U-S-H, S-H-I-N-E I was designed to be

I'm what you call content, and even with a hundred mill' in the bank

If you owe me I want every red cent



[Chorus x2]



[O.C.]

Yo, y'all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn't do it like this

I see y'all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit

It's no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this

That's aight den, that's soundin right den

Y'all niggaz sleepin thought I couldn't do it like this

I see y'all peepin sayin this is some ol' tight shit

It's no, doubt in my mind shorties gon' like this

That's aight den, that's soundin right den



Aiyyo, I got the hook-up, my man cook-up

See I'm about to shake up the world, once and for all y'all

For all y'all, it's for all y'all, no strings attached to it

{*beat plays*} That's all you gotta do

It's a one shot deal for those keepin it real

Just keep it right, just party all night and not kill

(Aiyyo, aiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyooooooooooo, aiyyyyyyyyoooooo)

Hahahaha, yo



[Chorus x2]
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