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Just point out the bounce, me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, Timbo the King, yeah
Young Hov' the King, yeah point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce ya, listen

Rumor has it 'The Blueprint
even be stopped by Bin Laden
So 11th marks the era forever
Of a revolutionary Jay

Now it's a museum of Hov' Mcers
Everybody dupin' the you see 'em
Everybody up soul
It's you tryin' to make 'The Blueprint 2 before Hov'

Shout out to Just Bleezy and
See how we adjusted the so easy
Chicks barely dancin', glancin' chance they get
Like oh shit, so handsome

Still in demand in the longest run
Kidnap rap years, no ransom
Can't one get it back no rap
Young Hov's to Canton, I'm now eligible

Point out the
And show you how to get this in
Large amounts it's hard to count

out the bounce
I turn a 8 to an
To a ki to the R.O.C

out the bounce
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

out the bounce
Jeah, Young Hov' the nigga
Uhh, I got

For those that think fingers bling blingin'
Even haven't heard the album or don't know English
only know what the single is and singled that out
To be the of what he is about

And bein' I'm about my business, not much
my mouth that shit kept lingerin'
But no dummy that's the I'm sprinklin'
The album width to keep the registers

In real life, I'm much distinguished
I'm like a from London, England
Jeah, you jinglin'
See I go right and I bring 'em in baby

Business mind of a Ross
But never my soul
the line
I bought pop the row

Then I walk through the hood, they up to no good
them O's like a real
O.G should oh, he's good, no he
Never out he's so young

Point out the
And show you how to get this in
Large amounts till it's to count

out the bounce
I turn a 8 to an
To a ki to the R.O.C

Point out the
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

out the bounce
Jeah, Young Hov' the nigga
Uhh, yeah,

Magazines call me a star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block
go-gettin' pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread man said, "You're a monster"

Yeah, that's how I
To be down, you must
To the crew, we're R
O.C, O.G, Johnson's son

Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is yo' car?
I seen MTV I who you are
You did did you got beef with Nas?"
I did over the game, brought back the soul

I got tracks to go, got that's gold
to go, yeah that's the flow
All I, know, I the flow
And I don't play I'm from Chicago

And you how to get this dough in
Large till it's hard to count

Point out the
I a 8 to an ounce
To a ki to the R.O.C

out the bounce
Timbo the King
Uhh

Point out the
Jeah, Young Hov' the King

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