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Bring It On

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  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro]
    Seven baby, yea
    I'm talking to you
    What?
    Tell em bring it on
    [Hook]
    Chilling in the club with this Rolex on
    Two bad *******, tell em bring it on
    Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, what's that?
    Guwap in this *******, I got it going on
    Got your girlfriend's number in my cellphone
    Cellphone, tell her bring it on
    Bring it on, ***** what?
    [Verse 1]
    Got my top drop riding all summer long
    Bad ******* in a thong, keep your panties on
    Keep your panties on, ***** her while you're home
    Call me Mr. Wrong
    [Hook]
    [Verse 2]
    You don't like Gucci, but your ******* do
    And you ain't even pay me for that *******t I fronted you
    And you couldn't even be the Guwap if you wanted to
    These ******* on to you, but that's the *******t that money do
    These snitches like the [?], man they just as honest
    I heard they told em, ***** that I just spent 20 at honors
    The ***** they throwing rocks at us, I know they got binoculars
    Tell em that the Bentley that I got collect 400 books
    A million cash'll shut you up, birthday bash at echo's bus
    With foreign ******* smoking *****, I know the bus [?] lean
    I scratch some more, we smoking *****
    I cook a key up, [?] key
    That's less for you but more for me
    I'm on the streets but bless the beat
    [Hook]
  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro]
    Seven baby, yea
    I'm talking to you
    What?
    Tell em bring it on
    [Hook]
    Chilling in the club with this Rolex on
    Two bad *******, tell em bring it on
    Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, what's that?
    Guwap in this *******, I got it going on
    Got your girlfriend's number in my cellphone
    Cellphone, tell her bring it on
    Bring it on, ***** what?
    [Verse 1]
    Got my top drop riding all summer long
    Bad ******* in a thong, keep your panties on
    Keep your panties on, ***** her while you're home
    Call me Mr. Wrong
    [Hook]
    [Verse 2]
    You don't like Gucci, but your ******* do
    And you ain't even pay me for that *******t I fronted you
    And you couldn't even be the Guwap if you wanted to
    These ******* on to you, but that's the *******t that money do
    These snitches like the [?], man they just as honest
    I heard they told em, ***** that I just spent 20 at honors
    The ***** they throwing rocks at us, I know they got binoculars
    Tell em that the Bentley that I got collect 400 books
    A million cash'll shut you up, birthday bash at echo's bus
    With foreign ******* smoking *****, I know the bus [?] lean
    I scratch some more, we smoking *****
    I cook a key up, [?] key
    That's less for you but more for me
    I'm on the streets but bless the beat
    [Hook]