Bring It Back Remix lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothaf*ckin' pantry (Aha)
Diamonds on a young n*gga, dancin', yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your b*tch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can't miss a beat, yeah
I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe sh*t, miss me with that (Yeah)
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
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 them stack
'Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 1: Sellous]
Grind it
Light it
Hit it
I'm the n*gga talking' 'bout my feelings
Shout to all the homies trying to get it
Keep a condom on me in case she with it
I don't feel no pressure, I'm working hard
Please don't take a picture, I'm camera shy
See me and I'm posted, keeping an eye
Now I'm in the race, I ain't trying to tie
Yeah, hit the gas and I'm outta there
n*gga talking trash, get him outta here
I had to holler, she was looking like she wanted it
I had to holler n*gga, you came at my partna there
17, I was looking for the ass yeah
Learned a lesson and I'm looking for the cash now
Mike WiLL Made-It, uh
Sellous with ya baby
[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothaf*ckin' pantry (Aha)
Diamonds on a young n*gga, dancin', yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your b*tch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can't miss a beat, yeah
I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe sh*t, miss me with that (Yeah)
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
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 them stack
'Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 2: Beauski]
Nah, we don't do no talkin'
Want them bucks like Milwaukee
Big dog, whip it when I cross him
My b*tch bad, Tracee Ellis Ross 'em (Let's go)
Told 'em I was moving, they start laughing
He back on his sh*t now, pass the napkin (Wooh)
Pull a Polo out, just to Ralph 'em
Get it first, ain't dealing with no hassle
I'm trying to get breaded up like King Mansa Musa
This sh*t fresh off the press, so I guess it's exclusive
Keep a rillo rolled, we don't f*ck with doobies
f*ck the gossip n*gga, we gon' keep it moving
You're stupid, the type to slip a roofie
We no roofie, and the people say I'm ruthless
If it's an eye for an eye I like my chances
Aces in my hand, while my b*tch dirty dancing
[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothaf*ckin' pantry (Aha)
Diamonds on a young n*gga, dancin', yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your b*tch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can't miss a beat, yeah
I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe sh*t, miss me with that (Yeah)
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
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 them stack
'Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back