Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bring It Back, artist - Trouble. Album song Edgewood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Eardruma, Interscope
Song language: English
Bring It Back |
Let do it |
Money man |
Go get your money man, go get that |
Go for that shit now, go get your money man |
Mike Will Made-it bitch |
Ounces in my motherfucking pantry |
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancing |
Just dropped some bank rolls on some glasses |
Just dropped your bitch off, man that ho so nasty |
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat |
Yeah, I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me |
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that |
I could put you frontline, just bring it back |
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Don’t wanna have to chase you down 'bout no stack |
Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back |
Yeah, tryna show me that she 'bout it |
'Bout it, 'bout it, yeah, shawty 'bout it, 'bout it, yeah |
Take the charger, bad lil shawty say she 'bout it |
I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil' partner though |
The loud wild off the gate, don’t need your molly |
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie |
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie |
I got the game down now, sorry Mr. Charlie |
Ayy, she say you so motherfucking hood |
But you ain’t no motherfucking good |
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take it all this blessing |
Know you fucking with a real one though, no question |
Partna you gon' get spent on all that flexing |
So many of us shooting you straight, ain’t no pressure |
Hating on that man won’t do you no blessing |
Tryna teach a young nigga flexing |
Wanna go to war, but you ain’t got no money |
Worry 'bout these hoes and you ain’t got no money |
Mike Will Made-It |
Big Trouble, baby |
Ounces in my motherfucking pantry |
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancing |
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses |
Just dropped your bitch off, man that ho so nasty |
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat |
Yeah, I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me |
Yeah, gas up all that ho shit, miss me with that |
I could put you frontline, just bring it back |
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Don’t wanna have to chase you down 'bout no stack |
Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back |
Yeah, I don’t play no games boy, I’m at your head |
All about the family, niggas took the pledge |
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said |
You can’t push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge |
Hit the gas and we outta there |
Do it for the six because we started there |
I got a girl that used to ride around with 'Pac an' them |
I gotta get it, you came from my lil partner then |
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the watch |
Extra million just to see the Maybach drop |
Crest white smile on my face |
Once I get to snapping ain’t nobody safe |
Reality gon' hit ya or we gon' hit ya |
Either way if they was with ya, they going with ya |
Mike WiLL Made-It |
Me and Big Trouble baby |
Ounces in my motherfucking pantry |
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancing |
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses |
Just dropped your bitch off, man that ho so nasty |
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat |
Yeah, I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me |
Yeah, gas up all that ho shit, miss me with that |
I could put you frontline, just bring it back |
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah |
Don’t wanna have to chase you down 'bout no stack |
Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back |