Tempo has reached critical level
Tempo has reached critical level

Bounce
Ooh, 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 g-gi-girl, let me talk to you

Timbaland
Let me see them big [bad word]  
don't act saddity 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] ya [bad word] up against me
Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, 
tomorrow you're history
All you haters wit' that hoe [bad word] miss me, 
I stay strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this [bad word] empty, 
I turn around do the same [bad word] next week [bad word] on

Timbaland & (Justin Timberlake)
Bounce (like yo' [bad word] 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)