David Guetta – Trampoline Lyrics

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

Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t 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 sh!t make it go, trampoline

b!tches run-in with my style, they should thank me
Talking real wild to me and for your safety
Feelin’ real immortal, but aliens won’t take me far
Hundreds got me turning to an avatar
Niggas that be shadin’ wanna f*ck me, isn’t that bizarre?
High class b!tch, 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 b!tch and I’m up two exits
Missy met me, they’re like, “Who sweatin'”?
Said we heading to the bank and then let’s do breakfast
Two chains, but my b!tches call me two necklace
Had to pass that sh!t, ’cause I be too reckless, uh

Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t 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 sh!t 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 sh!tting
Hand me a rock for all the b!tches I’m skipping
Hand me the chalk, the whole board f*ck with me
You b!tches ain’t scoring, you b!tches torn, straight limping
I’m busy touring with Lindsey Lauren and Solana
You b!tches 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 b!tch, that’s evident, so I need all my settlements
That’s why I keep my H0es between my legs like they my residents

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Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that sh!t 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 sh!t make it go, trampoline