Bring It Back

[Intro: Mannie Fresh]

Ladies and gentlemen

People with jobs, people without jobs

Middle class, upper class, high class, all that

Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people, and twerkers

I presents to you

Fre— Fre— Fre— Fre— Fresh (DJ Mannie)

Fre— Fre— Fresh (Mannie)

Fre— Fre— Fresh (DJ Mannie)

Fre— Fre— errr— (Young ladies)

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne & Mannie Fresh]

Well, I'm fly as a son of gun, son of a Stunna, yep

High as a 757 goin' to Heaven, who?

Weezy F., your reverend, preach about me

I'm the god, one-seven, Apple and E

I'm the Cash Money Mak'veli, y'all ain't ready

Quick fast like Tom Petty, y'all just petty

'82, I was born ready, I'm too ready

Y'all Betty Crocker baller blockers, I'm too heavy

Meatball Lamborghini, top spaghetti (Uh)

Seats Ragu, ah, twenty the shoe

Boo, me and you got plenty to do

I don't need no pool, I'm swimmin' in you

And I sleep with the sharks, shawty, on that water-water

In the Bimmer 840, mama, shake somethin' for me (Yeah)

And it don't make sense if it don't make that money

I'ma take that money, I'm straight Cash Money, yeah (Young ladies)

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne]

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne]

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Mannie Fresh]

Yeah, I take off my brim

Moment of silence for the homeboy Soulja Slim, yeah

Frontin' 'round here'll get your back chopped off

We do our own thing, we don't act like y'all

I say, black white walls with the back swiped off, ayy

Y'all lil' busters just a tax writeoff

I'm a stand-up guy, not the type that fall

We don't breed them kind, but they bleed just fine, yup

Weezy the Don, homie, read between the lines

If you can't, boy, read my 9

I'm goin' hard in the paint like Diesel time

Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it

I be easy, fall back and be cool with it

Pallbearer is movin', his dead flow, I'm through with it

I'm the sh— nah, nah, I'm sewer rich

Weezy F. Baby, I do this thing (Young ladies)

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne]

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne]

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Mannie Fresh]

Yeah, an old-school gangster mack like the eighties

I look like Cita and act like Baby, yep

You play with me, I react like the Navy

Or better yet, the Army, you gon' need them for me, yep

And your head is a bleepin' target

You don't want me to see you with my peekin' tommys

Wizzle Fizzle, I keep it New Orleans

Sleepin' with women that sleep with the Hornets, yup

A country boy in somethin' foreign

'Bout a hundred thousand more than what you're in

You're not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles

Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like spot pimples

Yeah, Wizzle Fizzle, original Hot Bizzle

Still Lil Wayne, but the dividends not little

Yeah, don't be surprised how the crown fit him

Uh, get down, uh, get down for the, the prince (Young ladies)

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne]

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump (Yeah)

Put your back in, back out, and do the hump (That's right)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne]

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

A-whoadie, a-whoadettes (I bring it back to the bottom of the map)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

Ayy, ayy

The best rapper alive

Since the best rapper retired

Yeah, y-yeah, best rapper alive

Yeah, yeah, since the best rapper retired