Timbaland - Bounce Lyrics

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Bounce oh I like you

Bounce

Come here girl come here girl come here girl bounce

Come here girl come here girl come here girl bounce

Come here girl come here girl come here girl bounce

Come here girl come here girl let me talk to you

Lemme see them big titties

Don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Break bread if you wanna get with me

All I wanna do is dig up in them kidneys

Tell your boyfriend he better mind his business

For he end up in the trunk of my Bentley

I'm considered a boss you can't get me

He ain't got enough paper to deal with me

Baby girl wanna two step wit me

Turn around wit her ass up against me

Roll along and got tipsy

And then tonight tomorrow you the mystery

All you haters on that hoe shit miss me

I stay strapped security don't frisk me

Fed it off 'til the motherfucker empty

I'll turn around and do the same shit next week come on

Bounce like your ass had the hiccups

Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup

Bounce why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up

Bounce I got the remedy it's you on me then me on you

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Then you on me then me on you then you on her

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

And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois

Menage a trois

There she go just what the doc's been lookin' for

She just what I need lookin' Chinese like Sum Yung Ho

I got a bungalow we can disappear for a week or so

Yeah I gotta stadium flow Superbowl with it like I'm Dungy yo

Oh yes congratulations you've won a millionaire invitation

Sorry I'm so demanding sick of dancing back to mansion and

And this money handsome ain't that a panty anthem

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

Bounce like your ass had the hiccups

Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup

Bounce why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up

Bounce I got the remedy it's you on me then me on you

Then you on me then me on you then you on her

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

And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois

Menage a trois

Hold up hell naw like Britney Spears I wear no drawls

In the club I drink it up goomp goomp drink it up

Got Patron sippin' in my cup hey where's your man

Bet that I could make him love me

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Of this big ole butt big ole butt

Thick legs big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Take 'em to the crib yeah we gon' fuck

You could call me a freak I like to get buck

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

Sum Yung Ho she worth two dollars

I'm worth more dollars than make up beauty parlors

I pop collars co-co-collars

I don't buy shots I only buy the bottles

Only rich girls we only buy the bottles

But like a porn star I'm best when to swallow

Bounce like your ass had the hiccups

Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup

Bounce why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up

Bounce I got the remedy it's you on me then me on you

Then you on me then me on you then you on her

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

And me on y'all and y'all on me menage a trois

Menage a trois

Bounce

Bounce

Bounce

Bounce

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