Lil' Wayne - Bring It Back Lyrics

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(Mannie Fresh)

Ladies and gentlemen,
People with jobs,
People without jobs,
Middle class,
Upper class,
High class, all dat,
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks,
Elderly people and twerkers

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out
Do da hump.
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out do da hump,

(Lil Wayne)

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun a son
Of a Stunna, (yep)
High as a 757 goin to heaven, (no)
Weezy F da reverend preach about me
I'm da god 1-7 apple and E
I'm da Cash Money Makaveli
Y'all ain't ready, break fast like Tom Petty,
Ya'll just petty
82' I was born ready,
I'm too ready,
Ya'll Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy
Meatball Lamborghini,
Top spaghetti,
Seats Ragu,
Uh 20 inch shoes,
Ohh me and you got plenty to do,
I don't need no pool I'm swimmin in you,
And I sleep with da sharks,
Shorty on da water water,
And I be ma 840 mama,
Shake sumfin' fo' me,
And it don't make sense if it don't make dat money,
I'ma take dat money

(Mannie Fresh)

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out
Do da hump.
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out do da hump,

(Lil Wayne)

I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

(Lil Wayne)

I take off my brim,
Moment of silence of my homeboy Souljah Slim (yeh)
Frontin' roun' here will get ya back chopped off,
We do our own thing
We don' act like y'all
I say black white walls wit da back wiped off
Ah, ya'll lil' bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not da type dat
Fall
We don't breed them kind, but they bleed just fine
Yup, Weezy da one only read between da line,
If you can't boy, read ma nine,
I'm goin hard in da black white diesel time,
Either I'm da illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it
I be Eazy, fall back and be coo wit it,
Pall barrers is movin' it,
Dead folks I'm through with it
I'm da SHH,
Na, na, I'm sewer rich
Weezy F, baby, I do dis here!!

(Mannie Fresh)

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out
Do da hump.
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out do da hump,

(Lil Wayne)

I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

(Lil Wayne)

I'm old school gangsta,
I act like 80,
I look like Cita and act like Baby
You play with me I'll react like da Navy,
Nah, betta yet da Army, y'all gon' need dem fo' me
And ya head is a bleepin' target,
You don't want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis,
Wizzle Fizzle, I keep in New Orleans,
Sleepin' with women that sleep with da Hornets
Country boy there's sumfin' foreign,
Bout a hundred thousand
More than what your in
Your not bout it,
You freeze up like popsicles,
Pop up on bicycles,
Pop yall like spot pimples (yup) Wizzle Fizzle
Original hot bizzle,
Still Lil' Wanye but da dividends not LIL,
Yeah, don't be suprised how da chrome feel,
Uhh get down, uhh get down,
Man I'm getting' frustrated

(Mannie Fresh)

Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out
Do da hump.
Put ya hands on ya knees
And bend ya rump,
Put ya back in,
Back out do da hump,

(Lil Wayne)

I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da map, (whodie, whodettes)
I bring it back to da bottom of da

(Lil Wayne talking)
Uhh, da best rapper alive,
Since da best rapper retired,
(uhh yeh yeh yeh)
Da best rapper alive,
Since da best rapper retired

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