JAY-Z — The Bounce

[Intro: Jay-Z] Uh, just point out the bounce, uh-huh Show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, geah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov the king, yeah Just point out the bounce, yes Just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen [Verse 1: 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 Guevara Now it's a whole museum of Hov MC'ers Everybody dupin' the flow—you see 'em Everybody loopin' up soul It's like they tryna make The Blueprint 2 before Hov Shout out to Just Bleezy and Kanyeezy See how we adjust to 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 standing Kidnapped rap seven years, no ransom Can't one nigga get it back, no rap Young Hov's going to Canton, I'ma land ya [Chorus: Jay-Z] (Point out the bounce) I'll show you how to get this dough in Large amounts 'til it's hard to count (Point out the bounce) I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C (Point out the bounce) Timbo the king, nigga (Uh-huh, woo) Uh-huh, ay, uh (Point out the bounce) Geah, young Hov the king, nigga Uh, I got y'all [Verse 2: Jay-Z] For those that think Hov fingers bling-blingin' Either haven't heard the album or they don't know English They only know what the single is And single that out to be the meaning of what he's about And being I'm about my business, not mingling much Running my mouth, that shit kept lingering But no, dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinkling The album with to keep the registers ringing In real life, I'm much more distinguished I'm like a bloke from London, England Geah, you jingling, 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 OG should "Oh, he's good" "No, he would never sell out, he's so hood" [Chorus: Jay-Z & Kanye West] (Point out the bounce) I'll show you how to get this dough in Large amounts 'til it's hard to count (Point out the bounce) I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C (Point out the bounce) Timbo the king, nigga (Uh-huh, woo) Uh-huh, ay, uh (Point out the bounce) Geah, young Hov the king, nigga Uh, uh (Yeah) [Verse 3: Kanye West] Magazines call me a (Rockstar) girls call me (Cock star) Billboard (Popstar) neighborhood (Block star) Chi-Town go-gettin' pimps (We mobsters) Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!" Yeah, that's how I feel (Uh-huh) To be down, you must appeal To the crew, we're rated R O-C, OG, Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Ray-Ray, 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 to blow And I don't play pause, I'm from Chicago [Chorus: Jay-Z] I'll show you how to get this dough in Large amounts 'til it's hard to count (Point out the bounce) I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C (Point out the bounce) Timbo the king, nigga, uh (Point out the bounce) Geah, young Hov the king, nigga [Outro: Jay-Z] Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce