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    "Bring It On" Lyrics

    Ali Dee

    (Bring it) --> Redman
    [ CHORUS ]
    Ah bring it on
    Ah bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
    Ah bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
    Ah bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

    (Bring it)
    [ VERSE 1: Ali Dee ]
    Breaker breaker, send you to the undertaker
    The rapper that's comin to take ya
    Cause I shake ya like a Laker

    Whether knockin boots, shootin hoops, alley hoops
    Ali Dee's hoop funk follow your nose for these here Fruit Loops
    You bite like bats if you heard me rap
    Drop somethin fat on a track and take on thirty cats, you dirty rats
    So here we go, yell Geronimo
    Then pass up a hiney, yo
    The flow will make you feel like a tiny hoe
    I grand-slam like I'm Van Damme
    Act like a lumberjack, in fact the track will slam like a Rams fan
    You suck so much you need a nipple
    I squeeze a trigger, squeeze a Charmin and I cripple Mr. Whipple
    And triple any rapper runnin his trapper tryin to kick it
    Pull a pump out on a chump and make him jump like Jiminy Cricket
    Flippin it like a page until the damn stage is torn
    So bring it on, kid, bring it on

    [ CHORUS ]
    [ VERSE 2: cool G Rap ]

    Send in the fire engines cause G Rap is startin fires
    Rappers are jumpin like Evil Knievel
    You better believe it, I'm comin like Michael Myers
    So run and go hide as I get rid of the ones that hid
    But on the lid what I did was, "Yo honey, I blew up the kids"
    My broom's not singin the blues, so bring on the crews that try to do me
    I'm skimpy like ?Kimpy?, snappy like Daffy and yahoowee!
    See, I disrespects em, indeed I disrespect her
    Your damn Sam Goody's record makes me laugh like Woody Pecker
    Got price on hot mics so your spotlights are dimmin
    Lyrics are fatter than women's that you see with Richard Simmons
    So back up, don't act up, just be on some good behaviour
    You thought it was Lifesavers, the flavor I just gave ya
    In fact I pack a disco, my lyrics are slicker than Crisco
    Give thrills from Blueberry Hill down to the streets of San Franscico
    Like Tabasco I'm hot, if I want to get ripple go sip on a Cisco
    You hookey-playin rookies like they cookies from Nabisco
    I shake it, I bake it, I take it to the break of, break of dawn

    So bring it on, sucker, bring it on

    [ CHORUS ]
    [ VERSE 3: Ali Dee ]
    I make examples out of suckers that I trample
    Givin plenty lumps to them chumps, I'm a champ
    Here's a sample, I catch flashbacks while I smash tracks
    Then I blast stacks of wack and sad sack rappers get your ass waxed
    Frontin get you nothin but a coffin
    I bother your father and bring the drama to your mama, make your ass an orphan
    I put some lead inside your head, you're dead and gone
    So bring it on, trooper, bring it on

    [ CHORUS ]
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O APRA AMCOS, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Donovan Leitch, G Rapp Kool, Nicole Miller, Ali Theodore.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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