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Aye I bounce back then I put in work I do it for the real all over the Earth I go from sound check to designing shirts Your opinion doesn't count, you ain't from the turf It's a nigga wit' a attitude down the hall Smoking weed, playing rap, writing on the wall I invented rap and roll by myself My shades on, I don't see nobody else With Chauncey on the beat I can't miss Lucky me I got to see 36 Ask for Frank White Jr., I'm at the Ritz Ordering tiramisu, don't you forget I'm the one that got you lil' niggas showing off I had a bitch at Henry [Clay?] when you was this tall Still grinding every day, don't need no applause Give me more square feet, give me more cars Give me two water slides and a dog kennel AK-47 and a turbo engine A couple gold links and a AP Skeleton face flooded, texting on the beach If we get engaged, she get a Lambo Italian dinners in the evening, that's mando Rum cake for dessert and my charm froze Westside OPM 'til my eyes close SongtexteI bounce back then I put in work I do it for the real all over the Earth Yea (Still grind'n) I bounce back then I put in work Still do it for the real all over the Earth Yea, uh (Uh, still grind'n) We left Boa in luxury rides, three in a line The moon look crazy, come see me sometimes When I'm on Sunset, I gotta eurostep With the suicide doors, I'm taking all bets That I can roll a six then another six Know who you fucking with, plus who I'm running with If I'm not the realest then I came close Never switch sides, you know how it go Stussy trenchcoat when it get cold My money never fold, I'm finna unload Throw some ones on a stripper, bought a condo I smoke and ride through LA like Alonzo I bounce back then I put in work I do it for the real all over the Earth Yea (Still grind'n) I bounce back then I put in work Still do it for the real all over the Earth Yea, uh (Uh, still grind'n) Rodeo Road Leimert Boulevard (Uh, still grind'n) Yea, no doubt (Still grind'n) (Uh, still grind'n) Aus Songtexte Mania