Bring It' On
Jay-Z Lyrics


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Ayo Jay word up, these motherfuckers
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
Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
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

Overall Meaning

Jay-Z's song "Bring It On" is a confident, braggadocious track that contains a number of lyrical and musical features. The lyrics are full of references to Jay's wealth and status in the rap game, with lines like "all I want my pockets green like slum change," and "money flarin' like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles." The verses are loaded with references to pop culture figures like Al Pacino, Nino Brown, and O.G. Bobby Johnson, demonstrating Jay's familiarity with key figures in the world of crime and the entertainment industry. Additionally, the song features a catchy hook that invites listeners to "bring it on," suggesting that Jay is ready for any challengers to his throne.


One of the key elements of the song is the way that the lyrics are delivered. Jay's flow is smooth and confident, with a delivery that is both forceful and relaxed at the same time. He maintains a steady rhythm throughout, punctuating his verses with well-placed ad-libs and vocal flourishes. The beat, produced by DJ Premier, emphasizes a classic hip-hop sound, with a prominent drum track and a melancholy piano melody that provides the perfect backdrop for Jay's gritty, NY-centric lyrics.


Overall, "Bring It On" is a showcase for Jay's lyrical prowess and his ability to craft a compelling narrative. The song is an ode to the hustle and the grind, emphasizing Jay's hard-won success and his determination to maintain his place at the top of the rap game.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyyo Jay word up; these motherfuckers
Hey Jay listen to this; these guys are talking tough


Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
They are talking about a comeback like they are drug dealers


Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change
I'm not lying when I say I want my pockets to be stacked with cash


Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
You know what I'm saying? We put up the cash and make it back quickly like a rolling rubber band


For real; with no trace of AIDS
Seriously, we're making money and not getting sick


We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga
Our money is always flowing, we are part of the Roc-A-Fella crew


Aiyyo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
We are searching women for weapons from Sugar Hill to the Shark Bar


Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
We don't care about getting caught by the cops


We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
We have beautiful women struggling to breathe because of us in Aspen


Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
When I make a request, we get things done quickly and efficiently


You cling we do our thing and bring
If you try to cling to us, we will do our own thing and still succeed


Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
We are successful and influential in many places, from Brooklyn to Beijing


East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
We are East Coast powerhouses in money and influence


Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Our success in money and influence is like drug dealers' success


Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Our influence and power is like that of powerful movie characters like Al Pacino and Nino Brown


Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino
The three of us have success in many areas like a blanket covers everything


Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Be prepared for danger by making sure you are armed


Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
I heard that Sammy the Bull is making moves in Miami with influence


Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
I have illegal drugs hiding with tropical leaves


With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese
With my friend, I have a few thousand dollars stored which will produce much more money


Said we was garbage, so fuck college
People said we were going nowhere, so we decided to skip college


Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
We have impressive knowledge of street life and make money from it


Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols
We have sex with beautiful women who have expensive jewelry while holding guns


Just to see my shit, discharge puss
These women are so impressed with me that they orgasm just from looking at me


I drop the stellar, even acapella
I am a great musician, even without music


I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
I need to share the story of my success and the Roc-A-Fella crew


Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
If you think you can match our level of success, then go ahead and try


And if not then let me do my thang
If you can't match us, then let me continue with my success


Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
I have mannerisms similar to a young Robert DeNiro and have learned Spanish slang


In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh
I am in a car with money, and my crime organization is as powerful as a pharaoh


I cream, I diamond gleam
I have money and expensive jewelry


High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
I have a high social status and have many things to reveal


Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
I need to keep my momentum going from Brooklyn to Queens


Niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans
Jealous people want to hold me back


Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
People in uptown areas are excited when I make an appearance


In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean
In the meantime, here is some great music for you to enjoy


Liaison for days on in
I have connections for many days


Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin
Money is important, so I created songs to make money


Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow
I have money and success with my friends, and we continue to make profits


Like the Mississippi riv', lookin jig'
We are flowing and successful like the Mississippi River


Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
I can't succeed alone, and I choose to avoid violence when necessary


That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
I am being honest and sincere but have mixed emotions


Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
A criminal thought he was someone powerful like O.G. Bobby Johnson


I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
I outsmarted him one-on-one like Benny Blanco


You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns
You are not prepared for me, I shoot my guns without hesitation


Horizontal, get your weight up, I am
Lay down, get stronger, I am powerful


Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams
I am worth 2.2 pounds of gold, but others are not worth much


Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
I don't expect everyone to understand the importance of money


Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Understand my success now, because I'm going to continue to destroy the competition


Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck...
We are a powerful crew from Brooklyn to Hollis and everywhere in between


("Bring it on if you think you can hang...")
If you think you can match our success, then go ahead and try


Money is power
Having money is a sign of power


I'm into cheddick with facial credit
I am making money and have a good reputation


Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
I love and am chasing after large amounts of money


Spread letters you move you're deadish
If you try to compete with me, it's likely you'll lose


I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
I make powerful moves that clear problems out of the way


You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
You hold a pistol like you smoke a drug pipe


John Stockton couldn't assist you
There is no help available to you


Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin' in the U.N.
We drive fancy cars like cowboys or powerful leaders at the United Nations


So what the fuck you doin?
What are you doing with your life?


Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished
I'm doing whatever I want, but am still well put-together


Spankin dollars with the commas
I have lots of money, with commas included in large amounts


Bangin bitches out the Bahamas
I am having sex with beautiful women in fancy locations like the Bahamas


On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather
We are successful and wealthy, so we don't worry about silly things


Fry hotter, you die gotta
You will die if you cross me


Fuck with me witness manana
If you mess with me, you will be harmed quickly


Absence of malice in my palace
There is no ill will in our circle


Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
I have connections in Dallas and am willing to pull the trigger


Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
I am successful in many areas and keep my competition off guard


Your frequent stops to O.T.B. you feedin me
Your frequent visits to Off-Track Betting are benefiting me financially


Steam a nigga schemin' on the wrist action with the gleams
I will harm someone who is trying to steal my expensive jewelry


Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
Expensive jewelry is available for the taking


Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
Don't prioritize short-term pleasures over long-term profits


("Yeah, bring it on... bring it on...")
If you think you can match our success, then go ahead and try




Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, 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

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