Текст песни Lil Wayne f Mannie Fresh - Bring it Back
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* first single; send corrections to the typist[Mannie Fresh talking]Ladies and GentlemenPeople with jobs people without jobsMiddle class, upper class, high class all thatCats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people in twerkersI present to youFresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fre, Fre, FreshDj Mannie Fresh, Fresh, Fre, FreshMannie Fresh, Fre, FreshDj Mannie Fre, Fre, FreshYoung ladiesPut ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rumpPut ya back in back out do the humpPut ya hand on ya knees and bend ya rumpPut ya back in back out do the hump[Lil Wayne]Well, I`m fly as a son of gun son of a stunnaYeah, high as a 757 goin to heavenWho, Weezy F. ya reverend, preach about meI`m the god, 1 - 7, Apple & EI`m the Cash Money Mackeveli, yall ain`t readyQuick fast like Tom Petty, yall just petty82 I was born ready, I`m too readyI don`t affiliate with baller blockers I`m to heavyMeatball Lamborghini top spaghettiSeats Ragu, 20 the shoeWho me and you got plenty to doI don`t need no pool I swimming in youAnd I sleep with the sharks shawty on that water waterAnd the Beamer ain`t hundred-forty mama shake for meAnd it don`t make sense if it don`t make that moneyI`ma take that money, I`m straight Cash Money (young Ladies!!!)[Hook]Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rumpPut ya back in back out do the humpPut ya hand on ya knees and bend ya rumpPut 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 brimMoment of silence for the homeboy Soulja SlimFrontin round here and get ya back chopped offWit dough only thing we don`t act like yallI say black white balls wit the back swiped offYall lil busta just a tax write-offI`ma stand up guy not the type that fallsWe don`t breed them kind but they bleed just fineYeah, Weezy the dime, homie read between the linesIf ya can`t boy read my nineI`m goin hard in a paint like Diesel timeEither I`m the illest cat doin it or these cats is losin itAww be easy, fall back and be cool wit itIf Paul Bearer is moving his dead flow, I`m doin itI`m the shhh naw naw I`m sewerageWeezy F. baby I do`s this (young Ladies!!!)[Hook]An old school gangsta, mack like the 80sI look like Cita, act like babyYeah, you play wit me I react like the navyOr better yet the army you gon need them for meYeah, and your head is a bleepin targetYou don`t want me to see you wit my peekin ThomasWizzle Fizzle, I keep in New OrleansSleepin wit women that sleep wit the HornetsYeah, a country boy is something foreignBout a hundred thousand more than what you`re inYa not bout it you freeze up like popsiclesPop up on bicycles, pop yall like spot pimplesYeah, Wizzle fizzle original Hot BizzleStill Lil Wayne but the dividends not littleDon`t be surprised how the crown fit himUh get down uh get down for the young `Pac footprints[Hook][Lil Wayne]Best rapper alive since the best rapper retiredBest rapper alive since the best rapper retired