Bounce
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(ft. Timbaland, dr. Dre, Missy Elliott)
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(Tempo has reached critical level)
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(Tempo has reached critical level)
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Huh... bounce... ooh I like you... bounce...
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C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
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C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
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C'mere girl, c'mere girl, c'mere girl, bounce
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C'mere girl, c'mere girl, let me talk to you
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[Verse 1: Timbaland]
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Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you ain't pretty
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Break bread if you wanna get wit' me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
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Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, 'fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
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I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
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Baby girl wanna two step wit' me, turn around rub ya ass up against me
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Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you're history
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All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me
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Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
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Come on
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[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
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Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
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Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
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Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
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Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
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And you on me and me on you and you on her
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Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
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Then me on y'all and y'all on me
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Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)
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[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
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OOH! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
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She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
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I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
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I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (oh)
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Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
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Sorry I'm so demandin', but save the dancin', for back at the mansion and
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Ain't, this money handsome? Ain't, that a panty anthem?
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I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see
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[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
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Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
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Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
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Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
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Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
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And you on me and me on you and you on her
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Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
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Then me on y'all and y'all on me
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Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)
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[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
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Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
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In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
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Got Patron sippin' in my cup, that's ya man I bet I can make him look
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When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
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Mmhmm big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
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Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
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I don't have to do much to make you get it up
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Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
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I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles
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Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
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And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow
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[Chorus: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]
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Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
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Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
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Bounce (why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
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Bounce (I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
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And you on me and me on you and you on her
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Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
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Then me on y'all and y'all on me
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Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)
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Bounce
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| Justin Timberlake |
