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Bring It Back Lyrics

[Mannie Fresh talking]


Ladies and Gentlemen


People with jobs people without jobs


Middle class, upper class, high class all that


Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people in twerkers


I present to you





Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fre, Fre, Fresh


Dj Mannie Fresh, Fresh, Fre, Fresh


Mannie Fresh, Fre, Fresh


Dj Mannie Fre, Fre, Fresh


Young ladies





Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump


Put ya back in back out do the hump


Put ya hand on ya knees and bend ya rump


Put ya back in back out do the hump





[Lil Wayne]


Well, I'm fly as a son of gun son of a stunna


Yeah, high as a 757 goin to heaven


Who, Weezy F. ya reverend, preach about me


I'm the god, 1 - 7, Apple & E


I'm the Cash Money Mackeveli, yall ain't ready


Quick fast like Tom Petty, yall just petty


82 I was born ready, I'm too ready


I don't affiliate with baller blockers I'm to heavy


Meatball Lamborghini top spaghetti


Seats Ragu, 20 the shoe


Who me and you got plenty to do


I don't need no pool I swimming in you


And I sleep with the sharks shawty on that water water


And the Beamer ain't hundred-forty mama shake for me


And it don't make sense if it don't make that money


I'ma take that money, I'm straight Cash Money (young Ladies!!!)





[Hook]


Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump


Put ya back in back out do the hump


Put ya hand on ya knees and bend ya rump


Put ya back in back out do the hump





(Whodi) I bring it back (whodettes) to the bottom of the maps


(Whodi) I bring it back (whodettes) to the bottom of the maps


(Whodi) I bring it back (whodettes) to the bottom of the maps


(Whodi) I bring it back (whodettes) to the bottom of the maps





[Lil Wayne]


I take off my brim


Moment of silence for the homeboy Soulja Slim


Frontin round here and get ya back chopped off


Wit dough only thing we don't act like yall


I say black white balls wit the back swiped off


Yall lil busta just a tax write-off


I'ma stand up guy not the type that falls


We don't breed them kind but they bleed just fine


Yeah, Weezy the dime, homie read between the lines


If ya can't boy read my nine


I'm goin hard in a paint like Diesel time


Either I'm the illest cat doin it or these cats is losin it


Aww be easy, fall back and be cool wit it


If Paul Bearer is moving his dead flow, I'm doin it


I'm the shhh naw naw I'm sewerage


Weezy F. baby I do's this (young Ladies!!!)





[Hook]





An old school gangsta, mack like the 80s


I look like Cita, act like baby


Yeah, you play wit me I react like the navy


Or better yet the army you gon need them for me


Yeah, and your head is a bleepin target


You don't want me to see you wit my peekin Thomas


Wizzle Fizzle, I keep in New Orleans


Sleepin wit women that sleep wit the Hornets


Yeah, a country boy is something foreign


Bout a hundred thousand more than what you're in


Ya not bout it you freeze up like popsicles


Pop up on bicycles, pop yall like spot pimples


Yeah, Wizzle fizzle original Hot Bizzle


Still Lil Wayne but the dividends not little


Don't be surprised how the crown fit him


Uh get down uh get down for the young 'Pac footprints





[Hook]





[Lil Wayne]


Best rapper alive since the best rapper retired


Best rapper alive since the best rapper retired