Bounce

Timbaland, Justin Timberlake, Missy Elliott2007年9月10日
歌詞

Tempo has reached critical level

Tempo has reached critical level

Huh

Bounce

Ooh I like you

Bounce

C'mere girl c'mere girl c'mere girl bounce

C'mere girl c'mere girl c'mere girl bounce

C'mere girl c'mere girl c'mere girl bounce

C'mere girl c'mere girl let me talk to you

Let me see them big tittie

Don't act saddity you ain't pretty

Break bread if you wanna get wit' me

All I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys

Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business

'Fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley

I am still a boss he can't hit me

He ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me

Baby girl wanna two step wit' me

Turn around rub ya a** up against me

Whoa lil' mama done got tipsy

And then tonight tomorrow you're history

All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me

I stay strapped security don't frisk me

Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty

I turn around do the same sh*t next week

Come on

Bounce (Like yo' a** had the hiccups)

Bounce (Like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy it's you on me and me on you

And you on me and me on you and you on her

Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me

Then me on y'all and y'all on me

Menage a trois menage a tr-uh-uh)

OOH There she go

Just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'

She just what I need

Black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho

I got a bungalow

We can diappear for a week or so (Yeah)

I got a steady young flow

Super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy yo (Oh)

Yes congratulations you won a millionaire invitation

Sorry I'm so demandin'

But save the dancin' for back at the mansion and

Ain't this money handsome

Ain't that a panty anthem

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Bounce (Like yo' a** had the hiccups)

Bounce (Like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy it's you on me and me on you

And you on me and me on you and you on her

Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me

Then me on y'all and y'all on me

Menage a trois menage a tr-uh-uh)

Hold up Hell naw Like Britney Spears I wear no draws

In the club I drink it up gulp gulp drink it up

Got Patron sippin' in my cup that's ya man I bet I can make him look

When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt

Mmhmm big ol' butt thick legs big ol' jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Take him to the crib yep we gon' fu*k

You can call me a freak I like to get buck

I don't have to do much to make you get it up

Some young hoe she worth two dollars

I'm worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors

I pop collars c-c-c-collars I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles

Only rich girls we only buy the bottles

And like a porn star I'm best when I swallow

Bounce (Like yo' a** had the hiccups)

Bounce (Like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy it's you on me and me on you

And you on me and me on you and you on her

Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me

Then me on y'all and y'all on me

Menage a trois menage a tr-uh-uh)

 

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