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Bring It Back
10.553
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bring It Back è stato pubblicato il 7 agosto 2012 da On Da Beat Music come parte dell'album Bring It Back (feat. Nayelli) - Single
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Data di uscita7 agosto 2012
EtichettaOn Da Beat Music
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM100

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Uh
Yeah, haha
'Cause I'm in the house right now
Clint and William on the beat right now, haha, yeah, let's go
Okay, let's get it started
The beat big and it make you get retarded
Freshen up, throw my pull-up boots on
Get a pocket full of grass, and I'm 'bout to mow the lawn
It's young time, and I'm comin' about the east bank
The world's mine, I'm breakin' in records like a DJ
Can't slow my role 'cause I be movin' at Mach 10
Put me in your top ten, I'm takin' all of your oxygen
So take a deep breath, you in to see the best
I'm fucken killin' it so hard them won't resurrect
I'm just the best at pumpin' sense in the wild west
I'm on that world peace, call me runner tex
Step into my court of flame, dunkin' on you suckers
Shout out to Slim Easy, that's my brother from another
I came to let the mother, dogs out the kennel
I got it unlocked it's a wrap, Wright Reynolds
Turn it up (real loud), make it quake
Turn it up (make it quake)
It's the jam, it's the blab
Okay, I'm screamin' out bring it back
Bring it, bring it back (back) bring it back
DJ bring it back (back), bring it back
Bring it, bring it back (back) bring it back
DJ bring it back (back), bring it back
DJ bring it back, bring it, bring it, bring it back
DJ bring it back, bring it, bring it, bring it back
B-back, back, back, bring it back
B-back, back, back, bring it, bring it back
Round two, I ain't even phased yet
Really, I'm the opposite of basic
I'ma fit in a description, pumpin'
This prescription, chillin' with a vixen
Word up to my nocturnal people never sleepin'
Who be treatin' every single day like it's the weekend
I'm everywhere, they never hear that motto that I live by
Feelin' like a villain, you can see me with them red eyes
So hello to the bad guy
I stay winnin' in the game by a landslide
I just wanna see you rockin' with your hands high
'Cause for real, I'm blowin' up like a landmine
Too many rappers out their wack in this big effect
I'm in it just to bust some bars like a prison break
Make the bass run from here to London and back
I got them noddin' their heads, noddin' their heads
Turn it up (real loud), make it quake
Turn it up (make it quake)
It's the jam, it's the blab
Okay I'm screamin' out bring it back
Bring it, bring it back (back) bring it back
DJ bring it back (back), bring it back
Bring it, bring it back (back) bring it back
DJ bring it back (back), bring it back
DJ bring it back, bring it, bring it, bring it back
DJ bring it back, bring it, bring it, bring it back
B-back, back, back, bring it back
B-back, back, back, bring it, bring it back
Back, back, back, back, bring it, bring it back
Back, back, back, back bring it, bring it back
Back, back, back, back, bring it, bring it back
Back, back, back, back bring it, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Written by: Clayton William Mcchesney, Nanelly Heniriques
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