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The Bounce (feat. Kanye West)

Just point out the bounce, show me the bounce, yeah

Just point out the bounce, jeah Timbo the King, yeah

Young Hov' the King, yeah just point out the bounce

Yes, just point out the bounce nigga ya, listenRumor has it 'The Blueprint Classic'

Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden

So September 11th marks the era forever

Of a revolutionary Jay GueveroNow it's a whole museum of Hov' Mcers

Everybody dupin' the flow you see 'em

Everybody loopin' up soul

It's like you tryin' to make 'The Blueprint 2 before Hov'Shout out to Just Bleezy and Kan-Yeezy

See how we adjusted the game so easy

Chicks barely dancin', glancin' every chance they get

Like oh shit, he's so handsome

Still in demand in the longest run standin'

Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom

Can't one nigga get it back no rap

Young Hov's goin' to Canton, I'm now eligiblePoint out the bounce

And show you how to get this dough in

Large amounts till it's hard to countPoint out the bounce

I turn a 8 to an ounce

To a whole ki to the R.O.CPoint out the bounce

Timbo the King nigga

Uhh, yeah, uhhPoint out the bounce

Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga

Uhh, I got y'all

For those that think Hov' fingers bling blingin'

Even haven't heard the album or they don't know English

They only know what the single is and singled that out

To be the meanin' of what he is aboutAnd bein' I'm about my business, not minglin' much

Runnin' my mouth that shit kept lingerin'

But no dummy that's the shit I'm sprinklin'

The album width to keep the registers ringin'In real life, I'm much more distinguished

I'm like a bloke from London, England

Jeah, you jinglin' baby

See I go right back and I bring 'em in babyBusiness mind of a Ross Perot

But never lost my soul

Crossed the line

I bought pop across the rowThen I walk through the hood, where they up to no good

Slangin' them O's like a real

O.G should oh, he's good, no he would

Never sell out he's so youngPoint out the bounce

And show you how to get this dough in

Large amounts till it's hard to countPoint out the bounce

I turn a 8 to an ounce

To a whole ki to the R.O.CPoint out the bounce

Timbo the King nigga

Uhh, yeah, uhhPoint out the bounce

Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga

Uhh, yeah, jeahMagazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star

Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star

Chi-Town go-gettin' pimps, we mobsters

Gingerbread man even said, "You're a monster"Yeah, that's how I feel

To be down, you must appeal

To the crew, we're rated R

O.C, O.G, Bobby Johnson's sonAsk me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?

I seen MTV I know who you are

You did takeover did you got beef with Nas?"

I did take over the game, brought back the soulI got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold

Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow

All I, know, I got's the flow

And I don't play 'coz I'm from ChicagoAnd show you how to get this dough in

Large amounts till it's hard to countPoint out the bounce

I turn a 8 to an ounce

To a whole ki to the R.O.CPoint out the bounce

Timbo the King nigga

UhhPoint out the bounce

Jeah, Young Hov' the King niggaPoint out the bounce

Point out the bounce

Point out the bounce

Point out the bounce

Point out the bounce

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