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letra de bring em out - juvenile baby

[intro]
(ooh, fyso)
juvie, yeah, yeah, yeah (juvie, ryan, what took you so long?)
psh, bro, what the f-ck? who that is?
man, i swear, n-gga
police ask me why i’m speedin’ (d-mn), this a fast car, that’s why i bought it (bah)
n-gga think that he demon, his ass just a movin’ target (can’t stop now, n-gga, go that way)
no walkie talkies (grrah)
ayy, we ain’t stoppin’ now, n-gga (frrt, ha, grrt, grrt, grrah, grrah)

[chorus]
police ask me why i’m speedin’, this a fast car, that’s why i bought it (that’s why— skrrt, skrrt)
n-gga think that he demon, his ass just a movin’ target (get out of here)
said it’s on sight when he see me, tell him jump if he feel froggy (if he can leap)
flew a bad b-tch out to see me, took her ass to benihana’s (ayy, come here, ayy)
foreigns back-to-back inside the city, b-tch, i bring ’em out (i bring ’em out)
club packed out with straight bad b-tches and k!llers, i bring ’em out (you know)
the love they showin’ don’t be generous, i already know the vibes (already know the vibes, n-gga)
i don’t need no d-mn security, n-gga, just pass me the fire (pass me the fire)

[verse]
bae, you let my work delivered to your crib, i’ll pay your bills (i’ll pay your bills)
girl, you ride that d-ck like that again, i might need your left hand (bae, don’t get mad, bae)
come place your order for them p’s, i got them b-tches on demand (they in demand)
these n-ggas don’t really got motion, they just trollin’ for the ‘gram (trollin’ for the ‘gram)
sometimes you gotta k!ll a n-gga to show you dead serious (i’ll k!ll a n-gga dead)
she caught a vibe for the day now she addicted to a rack, n-gga (yeah, n-gga)
i’m a boss, i’ll teach u how to make money and double up (and double up)
when everybody lookin’ up to you, who could you call when you f-ckin’ up? (like what the f-ck?)
them l’s made me who i am, hustled, i ain’t never scammed (ain’t never scammed)
stashin’ all this dirty money, still tryna dodge uncle sam (grrah, grrah)
my b-tch let me get half of her profits, she could make onlyfans (onlyfans)
n-gga felt that hot sh-t, i ain’t hear him tryna troll again (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
[chorus]
police ask me why i’m speedin’ (ha) this a fast car, that’s why i bought it (that’s why i bought it)
n-gga think that he demon, his ass just a movin’ target (get out of here)
said it’s on sight when he see me, tell him jump if he feel froggy (then tell him jump)
flew a bad b-tch out to see me (yeah, yeah), took her ass to benihana’s (ayy, come here, bae)
foreigns back-to-back inside the city, b-tch, i bring ’em out (i bring ’em out)
club packed out with straight bad b-tches and k!llers, i bring ’em out (yeah, yeah, i bring ’em out, yeah)
the love they showin’ don’t be generous, i already know the vibes (already know the vibes)
i don’t need no d-mn security, n-gga, just pass me the fire (haha, pass me the fire)

[outro]
n-gga, ha, ha (you heard? you heard?)
n-gga (ayy, just pass me the fire)

- juvenile baby

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