Bring It Back lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro]
Young Jefe, holmes

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I get this feeling (I get this feeling)
I can't describe (I can’t describe)
Go call them bad b*tches up I need me a vibe (Ah, ah)
Young n*gga on fire, I-I can't deny (Fire, fire)
Don't Put your hands up lil n*gga or you gon’ die (Woah, woah, woah)
I get that cash, yeah yeah, I get it fast (Get it fast)
And if i f*ck with the b*tch, might get her a bag (Get her a bag)
Get the b*tch a new ass (Get her new ass)
Get the b*tch a new swag
Tell me it ain't enough real n*ggas left here that was the last (I was the last)

[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Stretch that money and my little b*tch gon' bring it back (Bring it back)
So many racks on me, I might f*ck around and get her back (Get her back)
Love that Lambo but that 'Claren move real fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just poured a four, I'm hoping I don't crash (Skrrt, skrrt, I don't crash)
Stretch that money and my little b*tch gon' bring it back (Bring it back)
So many racks on me, I might f*ck around and get her back (Get her back)
Love that Lambo but that ’Claren move real fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just poured a four, I’m hoping I don't crash (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]
Goddamn, goddamn
I’m with Smokepurpp, lil b*tch we smokin' Biscotti (Smokepurpp, Smokepurpp)
Got three college b*tches rollin' off the molly (They rolling)
Sell them bricks, f*ck your b*tch, yeah that's my hobby (Ah, ah)
Stupid b*tch bit my di*k, she said sorry (Goddamn, goddamn)
They watch Jefe shoot the shot off the pivot (Swish)
Little thot, she so hot, I got the digits (Lil’ thot)
You got that junk in your trunk, girl lets get it (Ooh, ooh)
This an automatic pump (Boom)
b*tch, let's get it
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Stretch that money and my little b*tch gon' bring it back (Bring it back)
So many racks on me, I might f*ck around and get her back (Get her back)
Love that Lambo but that 'Claren move real fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just poured a four, I'm hoping I don't crash (Skrrt, skrrt, I don't crash)
Stretch that money and my little b*tch gon' bring it back (Bring it back)
So many racks on me, I might f*ck around and get her back (Get her back)
Love that Lambo but that 'Claren move real fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just poured a four, I'm hoping I don't crash (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Outro: Shy Glizzy]
Goddamn, goddamn
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