Mannie Fresh - Bring It Back Lyrics

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Bring It Back

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What Are The Lyrics For Bring It Back By Mannie Fresh?
Ladies and gentlemen, people with jobs
People without jobs, middle class Upper class, high class all that Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks Elderly people and twerkers I present to you Fre-fre-f-fre-fresh Fre-fre-f-fresh Fre-fre-f-fre-fresh Fre-fre-f-fr Young ladies Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump Well I'm fly as son of a gun, son Of a stunna yep, high as a 7-5-7 goin' To heaven no Weezy F your reverend Preach about me I'm the God, 1-7 Apple and E I'm the Cash Money Machiavelli Y'all ain't ready, quick fast Like Tom Petty, y'all just petty Eighty two, I was born ready, I'm too ready y'all Betty Crocker baller blockers I'm too heavy Meatball Lamborghini, top Spaghetti, seats Ragu, uh twenty to shoot Oh me and you got plenty to do I don't need no pool, I'm swimming in you And I sleep with the sharks, shorty On the water water, and I Beamer eight hundred forty mama Shake something for me, and it Don't make sense if it don't make that money I'm a take that money I'm straight Cash Money Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I take off my brim, moment of silence For the homeboy Souljah Slim Yeah Frontin' round here will get ya back chopped off We do our own thing We don't act like y'all I say black White walls with the backs wiped off Y'all lil' busters just a tax write off I'm a stand up guy, not the type that Fall, we don't breed them kind but they bleed just fine Yup Weezy the don, homie read between the lines If you can't, boy, read ma 9 I'm going hard in the paint like Diesel time Either I'm the illest cat doing it or these cats is losing it I be easy, Fall back and be cool wit it Pallbearer is moving it Their flow, I'm through it wit' I'm the shh, no no, I'm sewer rich Weezy F Baby I do this here! Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map A old school gangsta, mack like the eighties I look like Cita and act like Baby, yup You play wit' me I react like the navy Or better yet the army y'all gon' need them for me And ya head is a bleeping target You don't want me to see you wit' ma peeking Tommys Wizzle fizzle I keep in New Orleans Sleeping with women that sleep wit' the Hornets A country boy in something foreign 'Bout a hundred thousand more than what you're in You not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles Pop up on bicycles Pop y'all like spy pimples, yup Wizzle fizzle Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne But the dividends not little Yeah don't be surprised how the ground feel Get down, get down, put up then footprints Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump Put ya hands on ya knees And bend ya rump Put ya back in, back out and do the hump I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map I bring it back to the bottom of the map Ay, the best rapper alive Since the best rapper retired, yea yea Yea, the best rapper alive, yea yea Since the best rapper retired |
Who Wrote Bring It Back By Mannie Fresh?
Byron Thomas, Dwayne Carter
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What's The Duration Of The Bring It Back By Mannie Fresh?The duration of Bring It Back is 4:21 minutes and seconds. |
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