Bounce, Bounce, Bounce

When we see an ass springing with such effervescence, such liveliness and force, our mind naturally drifts to the words of that libidinous maestro, that poet of poontang, R. Kelly. More specifically, we're thinking of the Ignition Remix, in which he heralds the felicitous meeting of P and V in an exuberant celebration of the bounce. (It's the part where he says, "Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.")

Yet, he continues: Now it's like murder she wrote/ Once I get you out them clothes/ Privacy is on the door/ Still they can hear you screamin more. Sounds like these two took a cue or two from Mr. Kelly! Looks like we're all huge fans of the bounce 'n' scream. It's music to our ears and loins.

· Ridding (xtube.com)