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

Rumor has it Blueprint Classic'
Couldn't even be by Bin Laden
So 11th marks the era forever
Of a Jay Guevero

Now it's a whole of Hov' Mcers
dupin' the flow you see 'em
Everybody loopin' up
like you tryin' to make 'The Blueprint 2 before Hov'

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

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

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

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

Point out the
Timbo the nigga
Uhh, yeah, uhh

Point out the
Jeah, Hov' the King nigga
Uhh, I got

For those that think Hov' fingers bling
Even haven't heard the album or they don't know
They only know what the single is and that out
To be the meanin' of what he is

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

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

Business mind of a Perot
But lost my soul
the line
I bought pop the row

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

out the bounce
And show you how to get dough in
Large amounts till hard to count

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

Point out the
the King nigga
Uhh, yeah, uhh

Point out the
Jeah, Young Hov' the King
Uhh, yeah,

Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me star
Billboard, pop star, block star
Chi-Town go-gettin' pimps, we
Gingerbread man said, "You're a monster"

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

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

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

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

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

Point out the
Timbo the nigga
Uhh

out the bounce
Jeah, Young Hov' the nigga

out the bounce
Point out the
Point out the
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Point out the