Bring it back chords by
Birdman
Birdman

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Key: B minor
Intro 1
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Ladies and gentlemen,
Verse 1
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people with jobs
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People without jobs, middle class
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Upper class, high class all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks
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Elderly people
Verse 2
and twerkers
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I present to you
Fre- fre- f- fre- fresh
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Fre- fre- f- fresh
Fre- fre- f- fre- fresh
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Fre- fre- f- fr
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Young ladies
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Put ya hands on ya knees
Verse 3
and bend ya rump
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Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
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Put ya hands on ya knees
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And bend ya rump
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Put ya back in,
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back out and do the hump
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Well I'm fly as
Verse 4
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son of a gun, son
Of a stunna yep, high as a 7- 5- 7 goin'
To heaven no
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Weezy F your reverend
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Preach about me I'm the God,
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Apple and E
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I'm the Cash Money Machiavelli
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Y'all ain't ready, quick fast
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Like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
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Eighty two, I was born ready,
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I'm too ready y'all
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Betty Crocker ballerblockers I'm too
heavy
Meatball Lamborghini, top
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Spaghetti,
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seats Ragu, uh twenty to shoot
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Oh me and you got plenty to do
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I don't need no pool, I'm
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swimming in you
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And I sleep with the sharks, shorty
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On the water water, and I Beamer
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eight hundred forty mama
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Shake something for me, and it
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Don't make sense if
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it don't make that money
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I'm a take that money
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I'm straight Cash Money
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Put ya hands on
Verse 5
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ya knees
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and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
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Put ya hands on ya knees
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And bend ya rump
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Put ya back in,
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back out and do the hump
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I bring it back
Verse 6
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to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
Verse 7
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I take off my brim, moment of silence
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For the homeboy Souljah Slim
Yeah
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Frontin' round here will
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get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing
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Em
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We don't act like y'all
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I say black
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White walls with the
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backs wiped off
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Y'all lil' busters just a tax write off
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I'm a stand up guy, not the type that
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Fall, we don't breed them kind
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but they bleed just fine
Yup Weezy the don,
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homie read between the lines
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If you can't, boy, read ma 9
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I'm going hard in
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the paint like Diesel time
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Either I'm the illest cat doing it
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or these cats is losing it
I be easy, Fall back and be
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cool wit it
Pallbearer is moving it
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Their flow, I'm through it wit'
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I'm the shh, no no, I'm sewer rich
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Weezy F Baby I do this here!
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Put ya hands on ya
Verse 8
knees and bend ya rump
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Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
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Put ya hands on ya knees
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And bend ya rump
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Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
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I bring it back to
Verse 9
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the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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A old school gangsta, mack like the
Verse 10
eighties
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I look like Cita and act like Baby, yup
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You play wit' me I re act like the navy
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Or better yet the army y'all gon'
need them for me
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And ya head is a bleeping target
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You don't want me to see you wit'
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ma peeking Tommys
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Wizzle fizzle I keep in New Orleans
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Sleeping with women that
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sleep wit' the Hornets
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A country boy in something foreign
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'Bout a hundred thousand
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more than what you're in
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You not 'bout it,
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you freeze up like popsicles
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Pop up on bicycles
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Pop y'all like spy pimples,
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yup Wizzle fizzle
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Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne
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But the dividends not little
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Yeah don't be surprised
how the ground feel
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Get down, get down, put up then footprints
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Put ya hands on
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ya knees
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and bend ya rump
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Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees
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An d bend ya rump
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Put ya back in, back out and do the hump
Verse 12
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom of the map
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I bring it back to the bottom
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of the map
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Ay, the best rapper
Verse 13
alive
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Since the best rapper retired,
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yea yea
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Yea, the best rapper alive, yea yea
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Since the best rapper retired
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