Bring It On
Jaÿ‐Z Lyrics
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Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change
Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
For real, with no trace of AIDS
We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga
Ayo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
You cling we do our thing and bring
Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino
Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese
Said we was garbage, so fuck college
Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols
Just to see my shit, discharge puss
I drop the stellar, even acapella
I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh
I cream, I diamond gleam
High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
Niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans
Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean
Liaison for days on in
Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin
Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow
Like the Mississippi riv', lookin jig'
Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns
Horizontal, get your weight up, I am
Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams
Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck
(Bring it on if you think you can hang)
Money is power
I'm into cheddick with facial credit
Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
Spread letters you move you're deadish
I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
John Stockton couldn't assist you
Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin in the U.N.
So what the fuck you doin?
Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished
Spankin dollars with the commas
Bangin bitches out the Bahamas
On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather
Fry hotter, you die gotta
Fuck with me witness manana
Absence of malice in my palace
Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
Your frequent stops to O.T.b. You feedin me
Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the gleams
Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on
The lyrics to Jay-Z's "Bring It On" is a testament to his rap skills and the lifestyle of the music genre. The lyrics talk about how Jay-Z and his fellow Roc-A-Fella members keep their pockets fully blown as they move around from Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, to Beijing doing their thing. The lyrics in the first verse discuss how people keep talking about a comeback but fail to deliver. Money is a major theme, and Jay-Z is not holding back when it comes to making money, as he aims to make his pockets green. He also mentions the issue of AIDS, showing the importance of keeping safe.
In the second verse, Jay-Z talks about his street knowledge and how he uses that to make money. He also mentions the struggle to stay at the top and to stay safe from the people who want to take him down. The lyrics have metaphors and wordplay that are true to Jay-Z's style, like, "Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms, in a whip with dinero, crime organized like the Pharaoh."
The chorus is catchy, with Jay-Z challenging anyone who thinks they can hang with him to bring it on. The chorus goes on to say that if they can't hang, then Jay-Z will do his thing. Overall, the lyrics to "Bring It On" are a great example of Jay-Z's storytelling abilities and lyrical skills.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayo Jay word up, these motherfuckers
Hey Jay, listen up, these individuals
Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
They're talking about making a comeback as if they're experts
Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change
I'm not pretending, all I want is money
Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
You know what I mean? We take risks and then retreat, just like condoms
For real, with no trace of AIDS
Seriously, without any harm or repercussions
We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga
We keep our pockets full of money, representing the Roc-A-Fella crew
Ayo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
Hey, we're conquering women from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
Disregard a woman, having sex in a marked car
We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
We have attractive women desperately wanting attention in Aspen
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
Searching for relief when I request it, we attack
You cling we do our thing and bring
If you hold onto us, we'll continue with our actions and succeed
Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
Show off your penis from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
The East Coast is an intimidating and impressive force, with money flowing
Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Like the nostrils of drug-dealing disciples, you know
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
From Al Pacino to Nino Brown (fictional character), representing the gangster lifestyle
Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino
Jay, Primo, and I have control in every aspect, just like a small stitch
Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Teflon, ensure your gun is loaded
Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
Because I heard that Sammy the Bull is observing closely in Miami
Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
In a warm location, I have a few kilograms of drugs
With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese
With my partner, I'll accumulate a few thousand dollars, now we have unstoppable wealth
Said we was garbage, so fuck college
They said we were worthless, so forget about education
Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
Our practical knowledge impresses scholars when we come up with profitable sayings
Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols
High-profile women adorned with expensive jewelry, engage in sexual activities with guns
Just to see my shit, discharge puss
Just to witness my success, they become sexually aroused
I drop the stellar, even acapella
I deliver impressive performances, even without musical accompaniment
I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
I have to spread the word about Roc-A-Fella
Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
I have the characteristic behaviors of a young Bobby DeNiro, gained knowledge from Spanish sources
In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh
In a luxurious car with money, our criminal activities are highly structured, just like an ancient pharaoh
I cream, I diamond gleam
I excel, I shine brilliantly like a diamond
High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
Dominating in a high position, like Hakeem Olajuwon, I have many things to release
Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
From Brooklyn to Queens, I need to maintain my momentum
Niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans
People want to attempt to hinder my progress
Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
The people in uptown are eager for Jay-Z to be present
In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean
In the meantime, here's something great for all of you to enjoy
Liaison for days on in
Creating connections for days and beyond
Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin
Money is what drives the world, so I created songs to make money
Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow
Can I live? I made lots of money with my friends, earning profits
Like the Mississippi riv', lookin jig'
Like the Mississippi River, flowing with style
Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
Can't do it alone, had to look away when Tony killed Manolo (references to Scarface movie)
That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
That's true, having conflicting emotions like a mixed-race individual
Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
A thug believed he was an original gangster, like the character O.G. Bobby Johnson
I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
I deceived him, like Benny Blanco (Scarface character), face to face
You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns
You're not prepared, I don't hesitate, I instantly shoot my guns
Horizontal, get your weight up
Lying flat, get stronger and improve yourself
I am two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams
I am significant, while you are insignificant in comparison
Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
I wouldn't expect you all to comprehend this wealth
Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Gain knowledge, gather some money, I'm destined to destroy
Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck
Our crews move from Brooklyn to Hollis, and to any neighborhood nearby, what's going on?
Money is power
Having money equates to having power
I'm into cheddick with facial credit
I'm interested in accumulating wealth with a reliable reputation
Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
A strong desire for pure wealth
Spread letters you move you're deadish
Spreading information about you will result in your downfall
I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
I make significant moves that eliminate obstacles and challenges
You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
You engage in oral sex with a gun, similar to using a glass pipe for drugs
John Stockton couldn't assist you
Even the talented basketball player John Stockton couldn't help you
Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin in the U.N.
Whether trucks or luxury cars, we causing chaos like at the United Nations
So what the fuck you doin?
So what are you doing?
Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished
Whatever, man, it's all about enjoying the ride, being tough yet refined
Spankin dollars with the commas
Making money with significant amounts
Bangin bitches out the Bahamas
Engaging in sexual activities with women from the Bahamas
On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather
We show no emotions, we fly like feathers on the skin of a llama
Fry hotter, you die gotta
Generate more heat, you have to die
Fuck with me witness manana
Mess with me and you'll witness tomorrow
Absence of malice in my palace
There is no ill will in my domain
Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
Contact my relative in Dallas, he has a trigger finger toughened by experience
Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
We manipulate the situation to stay in control and keep others confused
Your frequent stops to O.T.b. You feedin me
Your regular visits to O.T.b. (alleged drug spot), you're providing me with income
Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the gleams
Intimidate a person planning to steal my valuable jewelry
Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
I provide jewelry for my father to satisfy his desires
Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
Never prioritize unadulterated wealth before illegal drug profits
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
Yes, challenge us if you believe you can keep up
And if not then let me do my thang
And if you can't, allow me to continue doing what I do
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jonathan Burks, Shawn Carter, Shawn C Carter, Todd Eric Gaither, Christopher E Martin
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Lyrics
[Skit]
Aye, Purse, rack 'em up, man
What you betting, Biggs?
Bet the same thing
Ay, yo, I got next, man
Yo, you got the money, man? You ass betting ass, nigga
The shit is right downstairs in the trunk
Don't trip; we parked right behind each other, nigga
I'm a get the shit before we go downstairs
Yeah, aight, what's up with that case, man?
Aw, man, it ain't nothing
Ain't nobody snitching or nothing; you know our team is tight
Still sitting on seven digits, unlike you, you broke ass nigga
Fuck outta here, this cat right here
This broke ass, ass betting ass nigga
Betting five thousand ain't got no money
Chili cheese face ass nigga (fuck outta here)
Sandy cake face ass nigga (fuck outta here)
(Laughter)
[Intro: Sauce Money]
Ayo, Jay, word up
These motherfuckers fucking talking
That comeback shit like they cooking crack
Shit, I ain't fronting
All I want my pockets green like slum change
You know what I'm saying?
Front the roll we roll back like rubbers, motherfucker, for real
With no trace of AIDS
We keep our pockets fully blown
Roc-A-Fella clique, nigga
[Verse 1: Sauce Money]
Ayo, we patting down pussy from Sugar Hill to the Shark Bar
Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
We got the bad bitches gasping for air in Aspen
Searching for Aspirin when I ascend, we swing
You cling, we do our thing and bring
Slinging your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn to Beijing
East coast host is hostile colossal
Money flaring like nostrils for drug dealing apostles, huh
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Me, Jay and Preemo, got it sewed across the board like Pokeno
Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese
Said we was garbage, so fuck college
Street knowledge amazing to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
Star studded bitches with crystals
Get fucked with pistols, just to see my shit, discharge puss
I drop the stellar, even acapella
I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
[Chorus: Fat Joe sample]
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the Pharoahe
I cream, I diamond gleam
High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
Niggas wanna try to hem my long jeans
Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
In the meanwhile, here's something dope for y'all to lean
Liaison for days on end
Money make the world go around so I made some to spend
Can I live, did dough with my nigs, dividends flow
Like the Mississippi Riv', looking jig
Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
You ain't ready, I fondle trigger straight up, shoot my guns
Horizontal, get your weight up, I am
Two point two pounds
You're barely a hundred and twenty five grams
Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
Do the knowledge, due to few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck?
[Chorus: Fat Joe sample]
Bring it on if you think you can hang
[Verse 3: Big Jaz]
Money is power, I'm energetic with facial credit
Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
Spread lettuce, heroes get deadish
I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
John Stockton couldn't assist you
Convoys of Benzes like we fouling in the U.N
So what the fuck you doing? Whatever, nigga
Fahrvergnügen, rugged yet polished
Spanking dollars with the commas
Banging bitches out the Bahamas
On hides of llama we cry nada, fly farther
Fry hotter, you die gotta, fuck with me witness mañana
Absence of malice in my palace
Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callus
Tip scales from mail to keep these niggas off balance
Your frequent stops to O.T.B. you feeding me
Steam a nigga scheming on the wrist action with the gleams
Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
[Chorus: Fat Joe sample]
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my thing
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Bring it on, if you think, if you think, if you think
@hiphopluvva1
This is one of those beats you feel in your soul
@dorianpaisley-smith303
Most premo beats are like that bro! Hes the goat
@dorianpaisley-smith303
And thats facts sure
@malcomshabazz2809
Most underrated song on this album. Only real hustlers understand the language of this song..... chills. Music to you.... life to me
@Slimbad1985
EACH MC"S VERSE IS A+ DEFINITELY ONE OF HIPHOP'S GREATEST AND MOST UNDERRATED
@Slimbad1985
Damn right
@joshuacossey4008
Malcom Shabazz frfr
@acebrown6940
This shit brought tears to my eyes
@askiahrichardson1674
exactly
@kani8329
Jay's verse is more layered then most rappers' catalogues