Trampoline (feat. Afrojack, Missy Elliott, BIA & Doechii)

David Guetta

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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
Boing
Boing
Boing
Boing
Boing
Bounce that shit make it go, trampoline

Bitches run-in with my style they should thank me
Talking real wild to me and for your safety
Feel-in real immortal but aliens won’t take me far
Hundreds got me turning to an avatar
Niggas that be shadin' 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 dancing on me baby this here a new set
Did a lap on a bitch I'm up 2 exits
Missy met me they’re like who sweatin’
Said we heading to the bank and then let’s do breakfast
2 chains, but my bitches call me 2 necklace
I said pass that shit 'cause I be too reckless

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 as bitch that’s evident
So I need all my settlements
That’s why I keep my hoes between my legs like they my residents