Bounce
DJ Jimi Lyrics


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Brothas don't like Juvenile because the
Brothas don't like UNLV because the
Magnolia project keep slangin' iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dyin'
That Melphenine project keep slangin' iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dyin'
That Calliope project keep slangin' iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dyin'
That St. Thomas project keep slangin' iron
A bunch of front of town villains who don't mind dyin'
That 13th Ward keep slangin' iron
A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dyin'
That 9th Ward posse keep slangin' iron
A bunch of Downtown villains who don't mind dyin'
Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Hey diddle diddle with the cat in the middle
Check out the Juvenile while I bust this riddle
Last night I met a freak, that I knew in the club,
Felt the friction from her body when I gave her a hug
I let her know up front, I ain't got no ride,
But won't you holla at the Juvey when we get outside?
She asked me fast, what we gonna do?
We gonna talk a little walk to the Rochambeaux
Now I must admit, this was a shive dressed chick
But she wasn't that shive, I couldn't give her the stick
I went to G-ing this freak she couldn't take this stick
She went to moanin' and groanin' Juvenile please quit
I said "TRIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it,
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a shive Girbaud shirt, polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it,
And buy Juvenile his outfit
I want a shive Girbaud shirt, polo socks
Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm comin' from Uptown
The ones that's coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm comin' from Uptown
The ones that coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
Black, black, black, black, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You messin' with Mr. Juvey, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You messin' with Mr. Juvey, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You messin' with Mr. Juvey, I got the element to your heart,
Me got the element to your heart, me got the element to your heart
Me got the BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK!
The black men love hoes takin' the time,
But I NEVER mess around because I know I got the grind
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fuckin' ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I'm good for fuckin' ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm raised up on the streets and I'm trigga smart
Sellin' rocks on the cut, pushin' me dope
While I'm grabbin' at the freaks body they twerk
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
All of y'all put your hands in the air!
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop tellin' that lie,
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink,
Some red beans, a cuit and small fries.
All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop tellin' that lie,
We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink,
Some red beans, a cuit and small fries."
Yes I smoke weed, and that's it black
So don't give no one, don't give no one no crack
One cigarette and a 40 and snake
And I fire weed spliff would just make my day
When I get high, I be spooked out
Bootin' up like I got a bunch of golds in my mouth




If you got it on your mind fella, we can go
I'm from the 3, Mac, Melph, and the Calio.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to DJ Jimi's song "Bounce" are a mix of braggadocio, boasts about street life, and a catchy hook that encourages people to dance. The verses talk about different projects in New Orleans where the residents are known for selling drugs and using guns to defend themselves. Juvenile, the rapper and former member of the group UNLV, is mentioned several times as someone who the "brothas" dislike, but DJ Jimi himself is more interested in partying and hooking up with women ("Last night I met a freak, that I knew in the club, Felt the friction from her body when I gave her a hug"). He tells a story about trying to impress a woman and getting her to buy him clothes from a specific brand. The chorus repeats a call to "bounce" and move to the music, with the added directive to make female dancers "pop that coochie."


Although the lyrics might seem casual and vulgar, they reflect the realities of street life in New Orleans, where poverty, crime, and music are intertwined. The projects mentioned in the song have produced some of the city's most successful hip-hop artists, including Juvenile, who went on to have a platinum-selling solo career with hits like "Back That Azz Up." DJ Jimi, who was known for his energetic live shows and catchy tunes, was part of a vibrant bounce music scene in New Orleans that mixed hip-hop with local beats and dancing styles. The song "Bounce" became an anthem for the city, especially after it was featured in the popular documentary "Bounce: The Forgotten Style of New Orleans Hip-Hop."


Line by Line Meaning

Brothas don't like Juvenile because the
Some people don't like Juvenile because of unknown reasons.


Brothas don't like UNLV because the
Some people don't like UNLV because of unknown reasons.


Magnolia project keep slangin' iron
People in the Magnolia housing project are involved in selling weapons


A bunch of Uptown villains who don't mind dyin'
A group of nefarious individuals from the northern part of New Orleans who don't care about their own lives


That Melphenine project keep slangin' iron
People in the Melphenine housing project are involved in selling weapons


That Calliope project keep slangin' iron
People in the Calliope housing project are involved in selling weapons


That St. Thomas project keep slangin' iron
People in the St. Thomas housing project are involved in selling weapons


A bunch of front of town villains who don't mind dyin'
A group of nefarious individuals from the front part of New Orleans who don't care about their own lives


That 13th Ward keep slangin' iron
People in the 13th Ward are involved in selling weapons


That 9th Ward posse keep slangin' iron
People in the 9th Ward are involved in selling weapons


A bunch of Downtown villains who don't mind dyin'
A group of nefarious individuals from the southern part of New Orleans who don't care about their own lives


Now bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Dance/move to the music being produced by Juvenile


Bounce trick, bounce, bounce, bounce
Dance/move energetically to the beat of the music


I said bounce for the Juvenile, bounce for the Juvenile
Dance/move to the music being produced by Juvenile


Hey diddle diddle with the cat in the middle
A nonsensical phrase to introduce the next lyrics


Check out the Juvenile while I bust this riddle
Listen to Juvenile while he delivers his rhymes


Last night I met a freak, that I knew in the club,
I met an interesting lady at the club last night who I had seen before


Felt the friction from her body when I gave her a hug
I had a physical connection with her when we embraced


I let her know up front, I ain't got no ride,
I was honest with her by telling her I don't have a car to drive her around in


But won't you holla at the Juvey when we get outside?
Would you like to go out with me after we leave this place?


She asked me fast, what we gonna do?
She immediately asked me what I had in mind


We gonna talk a little walk to the Rochambeaux
Let's take a walk to the Rochambeau, a public housing complex in New Orleans


Now I must admit, this was a shive dressed chick
I must confess, she was a well-dressed woman


But she wasn't that shive, I couldn't give her the stick
But she was not impressed, and I failed to impress her


I went to G-ing this freak she couldn't take this stick
I attempted to have sexual intercourse with this woman, but she couldn't handle it


She went to moanin' and groanin' Juvenile please quit
She begged me to stop with my attempts of sexual advances


I said "TRIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it,
I exclaimed that she was foolish


And buy Juvenile his outfit
Buy me an outfit


I want a shive Girbaud shirt, polo socks
I want a stylish Girbaud shirt and polo socks


Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
Girbaud shorts and Reebok sneakers


All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIICK, stop talkin' that it,
My peers said she was foolish


And buy Juvenile his outfit
Buy me an outfit


I want a shive Girbaud shirt, polo socks
I want a stylish Girbaud shirt and polo socks


Girbaud shorts and a pair of Reeboks"
Girbaud shorts and Reebok sneakers


All the fellas in the back, do what I told ya
Listen to my peers who are in the back


Make them freaks pop that coochie for the wild Magnolia
Encourage the ladies to dance in a sexually-suggestive way for the Magnolia area of New Orleans


I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm comin' from Uptown
I act like a pimp and check people's behavior because I'm from the northern part of New Orleans


The ones that's coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
People who are pretending should be careful because they could potentially get shot


I'm pimpinabitandcheckinanigga because I'm comin' from Uptown
I act like a pimp and check people's behavior because I'm from the northern part of New Orleans


The ones that coming as fakers should possibly get shot down
People who are pretending should be careful because they could potentially get shot


Black, black, black, black, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You should not mess around with me, Juvenile


You messin' with Mr. Juvey, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You're messing with me, Juvenile


You messin' with Mr. Juvey, you messin' with Mr. Juvenile
You're messing with me, Juvenile


I got the element to your heart,
I have the power to control you emotionally


Me got the element to your heart, me got the element to your heart
I have the power to control you emotionally


Me got the BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK!
I have the strength to take out my enemies


The black men love hoes takin' the time,
African American men enjoy spending time with women/polite people


But I NEVER mess around because I know I got the grind
But I never waste time because I have to work hard to survive


Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I am capable of hurting or killing someone


I'm good for fuckin' ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
I'm good at having sex with women and I'm not afraid to use a gun


Juvenile will kill ya, Juvenile will kill ya
I am capable of hurting or killing someone


I'm good for fuckin' ya bitch, and I'm quick to pull the trigger
I'm good at having sex with women and I'm not afraid to use a gun


I'm an Uptown villain, I got that heart
I'm a ne'er-do-well from the northern part of New Orleans with toughness


I'm raised up on the streets, and I'm trigga smart
I grew up on the streets and I'm quick to come up with new ideas


Sellin' rocks on the cut, pushin' me dope
Selling drugs on the street corner or working in the drug trade


While I'm grabbin' at the freaks body they twerk
While I'm grabbing a woman's body and she is dancing in a sexually-suggestive way


Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
Asking where the young, inexperienced people are


All of y'all put your hands in the air!
All of you should put your hands up


Where the virgins at? Where the virgins at?
Asking where the young, inexperienced people are


All of y'all put your hands in the air!
All of you should put your hands up


TRIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop tellin' that lie,
You, Trick, are lying


We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
We had sex with you from behind in exchange for Popeye's chicken


You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink,
You ordered a three-piece chicken meal with a small drink


Some red beans, a cuit and small fries.
You ordered a small meal with red beans and fries


All the fellas say "TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK stop tellin' that lie,
All of the other men agree that you are lying


We done hit you from the back for some Popeye's
We had sex with you from behind in exchange for Popeye's chicken


You got a three piece white, a small, cold drink,
You ordered a three-piece chicken meal with a small drink


Some red beans, a cuit and small fries."
You ordered a small meal with red beans and fries.


Yes, I smoke weed and that's it black
I only smoke marijuana and nothing else


So don't give no one, don't give no one no crack
Don't tell me about anyone else who sells crack


One cigarette and a 40 and snake
One cigarette and a forty-ounce malt liquor and I'm set


And I fire weed spliff would just make my day
Smoking marijuana would make my day


When I get high, I be spooked out
When I'm under the influence of marijuana, I become paranoid


Bootin' up like I got a bunch of golds in my mouth
Grinning widely due to a noticeable amount of gold teeth in my mouth


If you got it on your mind fella, we can go
If you have something that you want to say to me, you can tell me


I'm from the 3, Mac, Melph, and the Calio.
I'm from areas in the northern part of New Orleans like the 3rd Ward, Mac, Melph, and Calio.




Writer(s): Teruis Gray Copyright: Gulf Coast Music LLC

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