Lyrics:
Its jam packed, a million girls
And I ain't tryin to lead em
We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you hear me?
All around
your body)
Anything you've been thinking of (and let me see you sway)
When the world seems to get too tough (let me shake your body)
Bring it all back
your body)
Anything you've been thinking of (and let me see you sway)
When the world seems to get too tough (let me shake your body)
Bring it all back
have ya naked by the end of night
I might
Get a cup fill it all the way
Then bring that booty back around
Loosen up two step in the club
Ain't nothing
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white, don't get
Once there was time
Just drinking country wine
We'd all sit up on the back porch
With a good ole harp of mine
Won't you bring it on back
Bring
high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me higher
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me higher
Higher
Bring me Higher
Bring me high
Yeah
It
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
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
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
[cover song of "I Got 5 On It" by Luniz]
[Intro]
Haha, re-re-remix, bitch!
(Throw me that fire!)
We creepin' in, too, baby!
(We got 5
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
it back
You bring me up, you bring me down
Yet all I think is you're unsteady
You bring me joy and make me laugh
You're playing me whenever you want
bicarbonate
And now I'm gardenin', make DHL bring all my parcels in
Youngin pulled the trigger quick on a lick, he was starvin' (thirty)
Twenty deep,
the stick
My brother showed me how to remix the brick
You want a low price then this what you get
Change your life by the end of the year
Finesse a nigga im
family
Give it back give it back
You took the heart of me
Give it back give it back
You took my dignity
Give it back
Remember society
Bring it back bring
funky
Yeah, it's a Bad Boy thing
My man Raj on the remix tip
Yeah, big shouts to the uptown crew
Ugh, to all the people in the Bronx and nation
Funk
Can't you see it's all real, bras want to do me
Get it attached to me like I'm starrin in movies
Nigga Nor want to do me, thing is I got none
want
To gain the love back with all the money n drugs
u left me when I really needed u the most
I’m dreamin of the life we could be livin it’s so close
Let me
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
(win)
I told y'all (told y'all), and now I'm on
You thought it was over (over), you thought I was gone (gone)
I'm goin' in, you gon' have to let me
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
deja vu
And the day y'all do
It'll be the day y'all bleed
Wrist minus 80 degrees
King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave
Who else could take 5
I know y'all been patiently waitin'
El Remix
Yaah yaaah
Yo
Nawqiy in the building proceeding to till land a posse of pilgrims
Minus apologies
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