Trampoline Lyrics – David Guetta ft. BIA & Missy Elliott

[Intro: Missy Elliott]
Turn up!
We gone rock this for the club, baby!
Holla, let’s go!

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
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
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that sh!t make it go
Trampoline (Woo)

[Verse 1: BIA]
Missy, you know I had to walk on this for you
Right? BIA, BIA
B!tches run-in with my style
They should thank me
Talking real wild to me
And for your safety (Cash)
Feeling real immortal
But aliens won't take me far
Hundreds got me turning to an avatar (Cash)
N!ggas that be shadin’ wanna f**k me
Isn't that bizarre? Huh?
High class b!tch, feed me caviar
Yeah, I might be rich
But the hood in my repertoire (Facts)
Bouncing like I need it back and
Thеn you catch it (Massive?)
Oh, you wanna be a dog, then who fеtching?
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 sweating?" (Huh?)
Said we heading to the bank
And then let's do breakfast
Two chains
But my b!tches call me two necklace (Cash)
Had to pass that sh!t
'cause I be too reckless, uh

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
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
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that sh!t make it go
Trampoline (Woo)

[Verse 2: Doechii]
If Guetta made it, then it's a hit
If Doechii wears it, then it’s expensive
Tight-as* 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**k 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 as* in tropical
Is that as* a fraud or no?
I need me a president
Can I swipe your card or no?
Rich-as* b!tch, that's evident
So I need all my settlements
That's why I keep my hoes between
My legs like they my residents

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
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
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that sh!t make it go
Trampoline (Woo)