Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People jobs, people without jobs
class, upper class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly and twerkers
I present to you

DJ
DJ

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

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a
Get high as a 757 to heaven, no
Whizzy F, yo reverend, preach me
I'm the God 1-7 and E

I'm the cash, money, y'all ain't ready
Break fast Tom Petty, y'all just petty
82' I was ready, I'm too ready
Y'all Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too

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

And I with the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, sumthin' for me
And it don't make sense if it don't 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 hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the

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

I off my brim
Moment of silence for the so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round here will get ya chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act y'all

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

Yup, the down, only read between the line
If you can't boy, ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is it

be easy, fall back 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

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

I bring it back to the of the map
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 get my old gangsta' map like the 80's
I look like and act like Baby Gal
You with me, I'll react like the navy
Ya betta get the army, y'all gone them for me

And ya head is a target
Y'all want me to see you with my peekin'
fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women sleep with the Hornets

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

Yup, wizzle fizzle, hot bizzle
Lil' Wayne but da dividend's 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 on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

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

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