The Bounce lyrics

Artist  : Jay-z 
Song : The Bounce



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Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me
the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce,
yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov' the
king, yeah
Just point out the bounce..
Yes,
just point out the bounce nigga
Yo,
listen

[Jay-Z]
Rumor has it "The
Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by
Bin Laden
So September 11th marks the era
forever
of a revolutionary Jay Guevero
Now
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
eligible

[Chorus]
Point out the bounce
- and show you how to get this dough in
large
amounts 'til it's hard to count
Point out the
bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce
to a whole ki
to the R.O.C.
Point out the bounce - Timbo the
king nigga
Uhh, yeah, uhh
Point out the
bounce - jeah, Young Hov' the king
nigga

Uhh, I got
y'all..

[Jay-Z]
For those that think
Hov' fingers bling bling'n
Either 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 meaning of what he
is about
And 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 baby
Business
mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my
soul
Crossed the line, I bought pop across the
row
Then 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 young

[Chorus]

[Verse
Three]
Magazines 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
son
Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?"
I
seen MTV, I know who you are
You did
"Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did
take over the game, brought back the soul
Got
tracks to go, got plaques that's gold
Platinum
to go, yeah that's the flow
All I, know, I gots
the flow
And I don't play cause I'm from
Chicago

[Chorus]

Point out the
bounce [repeat 5X]