Bounce
♏ Timbaland feat. Missy Elliot Justin Timberlake and Dr. Dre Lyrics


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(Tempo has reached critical level)
(Tempo has reached critical level)

Huh, bounce, oh, I like you, bounce

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce
C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce
C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce
C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl; let me talk to you

Let me see them big titties
Don't act as if you ain't pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit' me
All I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business
'Fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss; he can't hit me
He ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
Baby girl, wanna two step wit' me
Turn around rub ya ass up against me?
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy
And then tonight, tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that ho shit miss me
I stay strapped, security don't frisk me
Set it off till this muthafucka empty
I turn around, do the same shit next week
Come on

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you
And you on me, and me on you, and you on her
Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me
Then me on y'all, and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Oh! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'
She just what I need, black and Chinese like some young ho
I got a bungalow; we can disappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy, yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations
You won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demandin'
But save the dancin' for back at the mansion, and
Ain't this money handsome?
Ain't, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you
From the back you'll see

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you
And you on me, and me on you, and you on her
Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me
Then me on y'all, and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Hold up! Hell naw!
Like Britney Spears, I wear no drawers
In the club I drink it up, gulp, gulp, drink it up
Got Patron sippin' in my cup
That's ya man; I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs, he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
Mhm, big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs
Legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib; yep, we gon' fuck
You can call me a freak; I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young ho - she worth two dollars
I'm worth more dollars than major beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars
I don't buy shots, I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls - we only buy the bottles
And, like a porn star, I'm best when I swallow

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you
And you on me, and me on you, and you on her
Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me




Then me on y'all, and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Timbaland's "Bounce" are sexually suggestive and objectifying towards women, with the repeated chorus encouraging them to "bounce" their body in a sexual manner. The first verse is addressed to a woman with large breasts and the desire to have sex with her. Despite her being in a relationship, the singer insists that he is a "boss" and the boyfriend can't touch him. He then suggests dancing and rubbing her body against his, becoming increasingly vulgar in his language. The second verse, rapped by Dr. Dre, is about finding a woman who is exactly what he wants and "worth two dollars". He brags about his wealth and the power it gives him to have his pick of women. Missy Elliot's verse is similarly explicit, bragging about her own sexual prowess and ability to manipulate men.


Taken as a whole, the lyrics of "Bounce" are highly problematic in their treatment of women. They reduce them to sexual objects and suggest that their worth is determined by their appearance and willingness to please men. On top of this, the song normalizes a misogynistic view of women as objects for male pleasure, perpetuating harmful attitudes and behaviors towards them.


Line by Line Meaning

Tempo has reached critical level
The song is about to get intense and energetic


C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce
The artist is asking a girl to come closer and dance


Let me see them big titties
The artist is being sexually explicit and asking to see a woman's breasts


Don't act as if you ain't pretty
The artist is acknowledging the woman's beauty and wants her to show it off


Break bread if you wanna get wit' me
The artist is suggesting that if the woman wants to be with him, she should be willing to pay or contribute financially


All I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
The artist is being sexually explicit and talking about having sex with the woman


Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business
The artist is warning the woman's boyfriend to stay out of his way


'Fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
The artist is threatening the woman's boyfriend with physical harm if he doesn't stay away


I am still a boss; he can't hit me
The artist is asserting his dominance and saying that the woman's boyfriend can't harm him


He ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me
The artist is saying that the woman's boyfriend doesn't have enough money to compete with him


Baby girl, wanna two step wit' me
The artist is asking the woman to dance with him


Turn around rub ya ass up against me?
The artist is asking the woman to grind against him while dancing


Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy
The artist is commenting on the woman's level of intoxication


And then tonight, tomorrow you're history
The artist is suggesting that after they hook up, he won't care about her anymore


All you haters wit' that ho shit miss me
The artist is telling his critics to leave him alone and stop talking negatively about him


I stay strapped, security don't frisk me
The artist is saying that he carries a weapon and isn't searched by security


Set it off till this muthafucka empty
The artist is saying that he will keep partying and drinking until he's completely out of alcohol


I turn around, do the same shit next week
The artist is suggesting that he will party and drink the same way again in the future


Like Britney Spears, I wear no drawers
The artist is saying that, like Britney Spears, he doesn't wear underwear


In the club I drink it up, gulp, gulp, drink it up
The artist is describing his behavior in the club, where he drinks heavily


Got Patron sippin' in my cup
The artist is saying that he's drinking Patron tequila


That's ya man; I bet I can make him look
The artist is suggesting that he's so attractive that he could steal another man's girlfriend


When he see the jugs, he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt
The artist is saying that men are attracted to women's large breasts and buttocks


Take him to the crib; yep, we gon' fuck
The artist is saying that he will have sex with the woman's boyfriend if given the opportunity


You can call me a freak; I like to get buck
The artist is describing himself as sexually adventurous and willing to try new things


Some young ho - she worth two dollars
The artist is using derogatory language to describe a woman he deems to be worthless


I'm worth more dollars than major beauty parlors
The artist is declaring his value and saying that he's worth more than a beauty salon


I pop collars, c-c-c-collars
The artist is saying that he wears popped collars on his clothing


I don't buy shots, I only buy the bottles
The artist is saying that he doesn't just buy drinks for himself, he buys entire bottles


Only rich girls - we only buy the bottles
The artist is implying that only wealthy women can afford to party with him


And, like a porn star, I'm best when I swallow
The artist is making a sexual reference and suggesting that he's good at performing oral sex


Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)
The artist is telling the woman to dance in a way that mimics having the hiccups


Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)
The artist is suggesting that the woman dance as if they were driving in his pickup truck


Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)
The artist is telling the woman to stop looking unhappy and to enjoy herself


Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you
The artist is saying that the solution to the woman's unhappiness is for them to engage in sexual activity


And you on me, and me on you, and you on her
The artist is describing a sexual threesome involving himself and two women


Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me
The artist is continuing to describe the threesome and the various combinations of sexual activity


Then me on y'all, and y'all on me
The artist is describing further sexual activity and the group dynamic


Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)
The artist is using French to describe the threesome and make it sound more sophisticated




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