Lyrics:
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
'm Michael Jordan
Swish
You want a show? Better book it (beef)
Who want a plate? Let me cook it (go)
I caught a pretty bitch lookin'
Ooh, she wanna give
me with you
Where she going
I gotta go see
I need to find that pretty lady
And I wanna
Push those lips together
So baby
We can
We can
Be forever
Yeah
if i can get it Spade
Nigga not in pretty ricky but a nigga be livin spectacular
Nigga know the plug gimme da pacc if i flip it like spactula
um
'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon shoot that ball
C'mon Jesus let's get together
I loved you a long time ago
Way up in heaven, up in heaven, that's the hell of it
yeah
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by
or tours
Yes, bitch, I'm me
Pretty N-I-C
You get it? Icy
But my name is spelled N-I-C
I feel like we going under
Take me down
I can't help but
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
gonna understand
I'll love you better than your other girl can
I see the way you hang onto her, baby
You know it makes me sad
I can tell by the look in
one that you love to hate?
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub trey-eight
It doesn't take much to make me
boy, yeah
I stand by your soft intentions
Scream back my true deception
If only you could hate like i hate
Then maybe baby
Maybe you could be my pretty
wanna, I can tell by her
And me and shawty get a real good vibe
She dripping now down her thighs
All of this, you can look in my eyes, I can see the sky
Funny how it goes I don't wanna trust it
You know me, I'm way past corrupted
I don't think I should talk on a subject
I just hope I fade away I
wanna see you dance bitch, bust it down
I ain't playin', hundred grand bitch, bust it down
I'm on a beast too, Gucci my feet too
Fuck around and buy
Hand on the trigga
I see my life before my eyes
Each time i pull it
I hope I live to be a man
Must be part of some big plan to
Keep a brotha in the state
in it
You see they diss us, but they ain't hate us
They wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made
you down for the night?
Let me take it off slow
I got my hands on your hips don't go
Then you wanna push back
Wanna take control
Won't play by the book
Ah, push it
Ah, push it
They call me supersonic, see I hook them on my phonics
Sipping on my gin and tonic, while you sip on my colonic water
Shower
never wanna see
But at the end of the day I know
That we're meant to be
I want you to tell me
Was it all fake, cause I wanna know,
Would you be there if I
thug, description might fit you
Look around it might hit you, no joke, I wanna pistol fight with you
Shit comes around faster than you think
Blood
Happy shit, so I'm-
I'mma-, I'mma give y'all a
Little gift this Christmas
You know how it goes
Aye, I made this beat by the
Way, I'm pretty proud of it
If
you'll see my face smilin' on the front of a billboard soon
Truth is that I got a blueprint and I'm finna use it, nigga, let's get it
I'm tryna get
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
Hey big rocker, could you shine the light?
'Cause I have lost track of what's wrong from right
It's days like these that I wanna die
It's days
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