Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bring It On (Feat. Suga Free And KoKane) , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bring It On (Feat. Suga Free And KoKane) |
| In this times |
| Of hate and pain |
| We need a remedy |
| To help us through the rain |
| Can’t you see |
| I’m straight up G. |
| Old Chief |
| Fuck you niggas |
| Think you can fuck with me |
| Oh c’mon |
| Now that pimp is gonna jump back |
| Bitch, and fuck that |
| Shit, I’m qualify to knock a hoe no matter where ever I’ve go |
| Excuse me partner, this is pimpin' little pimpin' let you know |
| Break the bitch you say «I will» |
| Separate the bitch but you saying «I will» |
| Damn nigga, shit |
| Since you but it like that |
| I’mma lay some right now nigga |
| And take them straight to the track (track) |
| I’ve never let a bitch pimp me |
| Trying to tell me what to do but I’mma stay O.G. |
| Fresh out the pen only 30 today (30 today) |
| And every bitch in a multiply ways |
| Now since world |
| Why did the little girl walk around with a gold fish in her pocket |
| So she could smell like the big girl |
| And check the one with the fast mouth |
| Just get your money if you have to knock her motherfucking ass |
| I don’t care what you do |
| Long you don’t fuck with mine (C'mon sing ya’ll) |
| You think you can’t be touched |
| Niggas disappear all the time |
| Oh blue eyes |
| Dogg Sinatra |
| Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy Hoffa (Where is he) |
| The Glock cocker |
| Hoe hopper |
| Show stopper |
| Watch your mouth, bro (watch your mouth) |
| I put you in a brick in a building |
| And separate you from your children (Daddy) |
| I stay G’d up |
| All the G’s from my set ain’t never P-C-up (hahaha) |
| If you hit the main line |
| You gonna get stop |
| Paying motherfuckers off cause sucka duck |
| Me and my niggas go hard and paint |
| Putting pain where ain’t making bitch niggas pay |
| It’s a clear blue sky there on the Eastside (Eastside) |
| Throw your set up and wave it from (Rolling) side to c-side |
| I’m talking big shit |
| Hold my dick |
| Banging on u cuz |
| Nigga this crip |
| I got so many tricks up my sleeve (Ah you ain’t knowin') |
| For you hoes to disbelieve (Oh to the basement) |
| You wanna bang let’s bang it on (Oh Oh) |
| With about a thousand niggas strong |
| I don’t care what you do (I don’t care what the fuck whatcha do) |
| Long you don’t fuck with me (As long you don’t fuck with mine) |
| You think you can’t be touched (Uhhhhh) |
| Niggas disappear all the time |
| No, I don’t love you, bitch |
| You a hoe, I never will (never will) |
| Can’t tell you my feelings |
| Cause the pimpin' don’t feel |
| Bitch, matter fact be gone |
| Fuck around and how you Mama saying «Baby, he won’t» |
| Talking about he a real pimp |
| Bitch, it’s jumbo lance with proper proper jumbo shrimp |
| Since I’m prepare with my hoe |
| Got it cracking with my hoe |
| Study macking with my hoe |
| Now I’m stacking with my hoe |
| I pop a bottle of Mo |
| About to model a hoe |
| I’m working them, serving 'em and breaking a (You know) |
| Did the weed, man get in |
| Take it too long |
| But when he get it dogg |
| I’m taking us off (Give it up nigga) |
| Niggas know how D-O-double G «does it» |
| Known for making that crip hop music |
| Don’t abuse |
| Just ride to the rhythm of a pimp ass, upper class, cold motherfucker |
| I don’t care what you do |
| Long you don’t fuck with mine |
| You think you can’t be touched |
| Niggas disappear all the time |
| I got so many tricks up my sleeve |
| For you hoes to disbelieve |
| You wanna bang let’s bang it on |
| With about a thousand niggas strong |