Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, people jobs
Middle class, class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, people and twerkers
I present to you

DJ
DJ

ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and 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, Makaveli y'all ain't
Break fast like Tom Petty, y'all just
82' I was born ready, I'm too
Y'all Betty balla blockas, I'm too heavy

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

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

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

I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it to the bottom 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 back off
We do our own thing, we act like y'all

I say black white walls with the swiped off
Ah, y'all little bustas just a tax off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type that
We don't breed them kind but they bleed just

Yup, Whizzy the down, read between the line
If you boy, read ma nine
I'm hard in the paint 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 is movin' it, dead float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
Whizzy F, baby, I do this

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

I bring it back to the of the map
I it back 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 get my old school gangsta' map 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 them for me

And ya head is a bleepin'
Y'all me to see you with my peekin' tourmis
Wizzle fizzle, I in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women that sleep with the

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

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

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

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

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