Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
with jobs, people without jobs
Middle class, class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and
I this to you

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a
Get as a 757 goin' to heaven, no
Whizzy F, yo reverend, about me
I'm the God 1-7 and E

I'm the cash, money, y'all ain't ready
Break fast like Tom Petty, just petty
82' I was ready, I'm too ready
Y'all Betty Crocker blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 shoes
Oh, me and you got to do
I don't no pool, I'm swimmin' in you

And I with the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, sumthin' for me
And it don't make sense if it don't make that
I'ma take money, I'm strung for cash

Young
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, back out, do the

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

I off my brim
of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round here will get ya chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act y'all

I say black white walls the back swiped off
Ah, y'all bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type fall
We don't breed kind but they bleed just fine

Yup, Whizzy the down, only read between the
If you can't boy, ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it

I'll be easy, fall and be cool with it
If Paul Barrer is movin' it, float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
F, baby, I do this here

Young
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

I bring it to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

I get my old gangsta' map like the 80's
I look like and act like Baby Gal
You play with me, I'll react the navy
Ya betta get the army, y'all gone need for me

And ya head is a target
Y'all want me to see you with my peekin'
fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin' with that sleep with the Hornets

A country boy is foreign
'Bout a hundred thousand more than you're in
not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all spot pimples

Yup, wizzle fizzle, hot bizzle
Lil' Wayne but da dividend's not little
Yeah, don't be suprised how the chrome
Get down, get down, man, I'm

ladies
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map

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