Bramzwig [Verse 1]
It’s hip-hop with a dub step
Who upset that we up next?
Love sex but love-less
She undress, guess the rest
Excellence, we gone to the next event
Ayo I roll 10 deep with the Brass Knuckles man
Get no sleep keep the cash in duffle bags
Everyday I’m hustle-an, Gotta grand in a rubber band
Keepin it 100 man. Chicka BAM
Post show, whats the word
Betcha cough Fo sho, when I pass the herb
Photos and a glass of Merl
But when the lights go low, (Girls noise) You Heard
Stick with me, you can drink for free
My entourage is my entity
Got benjamins, I’m a friend of his
That’s cake, you know I love Entenmann’s
Stripping and tipping, I keep on moving and grooving
You See me switching my rhythms
And I be always improving cuz I got nothing to lose and
I been reviewing everything that I been doing
Everything I ever wanted is everything that I have
They offered me the world and I took what I could grab
But they still throw punches I still dodge jabs
And I still hail Newer York Cabs
Wuttup?
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Bought myself a limo just to ride around the city
Head through the roof you can come and ride with me
Like Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce

All up my face, better learn your place
And if you in my space I’mma catch a case
You better Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce

[Verse 2]
We represent and regulate
Tom Cruise Top Gun you second rate
You never wait, cuz I’m never late
I’m money mayweather you featherweight
Think out-side the box-I be Knock-ing your Sox-off
My money green like Gumby be, block-heads I’ll knock your block off
So pop-off, tell me what you saying
You know where I be laying
But you never be displaying, see the message I’m conveying
Is the people that you paying, are the same who be betraying
When your records stop playing
Woah, that’s wussup
Pour my drink, pass the dutch
Back it up and I’mma wrap it up
Track to bump to the maxi-mum
You better turn it up loud, now
This the East Coast, better Bow-Down
Finna get rowdy hit the Midwest, make em say howdy
Then I’m outtie whipping in an Auddie
My whole team make bank
Rep New York like the Knicks and Yanks
I just wanna say thanks
To the peeps who be bumpin the beats
In Dorm Rooms and the big city streets
1 peace

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[Verse 3]
I wanna see this girl move
Ya know ya doing it right if ya momma don’t approve
I see ya came to dance I can tell lookin at ya shoes
Now lemme see ya wiggle wiggle wiggle that kaboose
Throw the deuce
Then we leaving
For the evening
This your chance to get even..
Wit yo’ old man
But think that Bramzwig gon’ hold hands
Cuz That’s not my style, I’m Skirvin, swirvin wild
Finna go back to the crib where the action is
Turnt up now burn that loud
Owwww

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