Bring It On
Jay-Z Feat. Sauce Money Lyrics


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Aiyyo 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

Aiyyo 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

The lyrics to Jay-Z's "Bring It On" are focused on the power and success that comes with having money. The verses are rapped by Jay-Z, Big Jaz, and Sauce Money, and they all talk about how they've made it big in the music industry and are rolling in wealth. Jay-Z brags about how he wants his pockets green like slum change, and how he keeps his pockets fully blown. In contrast, he also emphasizes the importance of street knowledge and being able to coin phrases for dollars.


The music video for this song emphasizes the theme of money and power as well. It features Jay-Z and his crew surrounded by luxury cars, women, and wealth. The chorus of the song encourages anyone who thinks they can hang with them to bring it on, but ultimately, the message is that they are on top and they will do their own thing regardless.


Overall, the lyrics to "Bring It On" are about success, power, and the importance of money. It's a commentary on the rap industry and the concept of the American Dream, where anyone can achieve great success with hard work and determination.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyyo Jay word up; these motherfuckers
Hey Jay, pay attention, these individuals


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


Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change
I am not lying, all I want is to have a lot of money


Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
Do you understand what I mean? We go forward and backward, just like how condoms roll up and down


For real; with no trace of AIDS
Seriously, without any hint of disease


We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga
We keep our pockets full of cash, representing the Roc-A-Fella group


Aiyyo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
Hey, we are thoroughly searching for women from Sugarhill to The Shark Bar


Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
Forget a female companion and let's drive around in an undercover police car


We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
We have attractive women, causing them to gasp for air due to the high altitude in Aspen, Colorado


Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
I ask them for sex, and they often need aspirin afterwards; we engage in sexual activities


You cling we do our thing and bring
If you are too attached, we will still do what we want and succeed


Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
Move your genitals from Brooklyn's Bedford-Stuyvesant region to Beijing, China


East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
The East Coast is dominant, with money being abundant


Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Money is as essential to drug dealers as air is to human beings


Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
We are like famous movie characters Al Pacino and Nino Brown


Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino
Both me and Jay-Z, along with Primo, are very successful across different areas, just like a certain game which is played in different areas


Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Be prepared for any dangerous situation, make sure your gun is loaded


Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
I received information that Sammy the Bull has connections in Miami


Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
I have some illegal drugs, hidden among tropical plants


With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese
With my partner, I will accumulate a few thousand dollars that will grow into even more unstoppable wealth


Said we was garbage, so fuck college
People said we were worthless, so let's forget about college


Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
Our knowledge of the street life is surprising to scholars when we come up with expressions that earn us money


Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols
We have attractive women with expensive jewelry, and they have sex while we are armed with guns


Just to see my shit, discharge puss
To see my possessions, they become sexually aroused


I drop the stellar, even acapella
I spit great lyrics, even without any beat


I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
I am proud to talk about Roc-A-Fella and share its success


Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
Yes, challenge me if you believe you can match up to me


And if not then let me do my thang
If you cannot, then let me do what I do best


Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
I act like a young Robert De Niro, yet I have knowledge from Spanish teachings


In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh
I am in a vehicle with money, and our crime organization is as powerful as a historical Egyptian ruler


I cream, I diamond gleam
I am successful and have expensive jewelry that shines like diamonds


High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
I am at the top, like basketball player Hakeem Olajuwon, and have many things to sell


Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
I need to maintain my significant status, from Brooklyn all the way to Queens


Niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans
People try to hinder my progress and make it difficult to succeed


Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
People in Uptown become excited when they see Jay-Z


In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean
Meanwhile, I offer something great for you all to enjoy


Liaison for days on in
I have connections that will last for days on end


Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin
Money is influential in the world, so I wrote songs to make money and get famous


Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow
Can I survive? We made money, yet we still need to share it amongst ourselves, so it's not all profit


Like the Mississippi riv', lookin jig'
Like the Mississippi River, we look cool and represent in style


Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
We cannot do things alone, and we had to separate when Tony killed Manolo


That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
That's genuine, confused and uncertain about our success, similar to how someone of mixed race feels


Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
This thug thought he was the same as O.G. Bobby Johnson


I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
I deceived him, as Benny Blanco and myself faced each other alone


You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns
You are unprepared, I do not hesitate to fire my guns


Horizontal, get your weight up, I am
Laid down horizontally, I am heavy and ready for anything


Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams
I weigh 2.2 pounds, while you barely weigh 125 grams


Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
I wouldn't expect you to comprehend the amount of money I possess


Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Understand, even if it's just a small amount of money, I am capable of destroying


Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck...
We dominate from Brooklyn to Hollis and everywhere else, what's up with that?


Money is power
Cash equals influence


I'm into cheddick with facial credit
I am fascinated by money, and have earned respect through my reputation


Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
I have an obsession with expensive and precious things, especially expensive cheese


Spread letters you move you're deadish
Be careful when spreading news or writing letters, or you may be at risk of danger


I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
I make moves in life that remove small obstacles and make things easier


You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
You hold your gun like a crack pipe, with the trigger being your source of crack


John Stockton couldn't assist you
Even one of the best basketball players ever, John Stockton, couldn't provide assistance to you


Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin in the U.N.
We are shooting guns, driving fast cars like Cowboys or Benzes, and acting reckless like in the United Nations


So what the fuck you doin?
What are you doing right now?


Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished
Whatever, buddy. We are tough yet refined


Spankin dollars with the commas
We use and make a lot of money, with multiple commas in our earnings


Bangin bitches out the Bahamas
Having sex with beautiful women at luxurious locations in the Bahamas


On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather
We travel far and wide, but we need nothing from others and rely on ourselves


Fry hotter, you die gotta
If you are in a difficult and dangerous situation, you may have to face the worst consequences


Fuck with me witness manana
Cross me and face the consequences tomorrow


Absence of malice in my palace
In my home, there is no hatred or anger towards anyone


Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
Contact my cousin, who is trigger-happy in Dallas, and who has thick skin and is insensitive


Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
I need to tip the scales in my favor, in order to keep my enemies at a disadvantage


Your frequent stops to O.T.B. you feedin me
Your repeated purchases from Off-Track Betting are indirectly benefiting me


Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the gleams
Intimidate someone who is trying to steal watches with shining precious stones


Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
Jewelry is for rich people who can fulfill your dreams


Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
Do not prioritize the sweet and temporary things in life before valuable and long-lasting wealth


"Yeah, bring it on... bring it on..."
Yes, challenge me, bring it on


"Yeah, bring it on... bring it on..."
Yes, challenge me, bring it on




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JONATHAN BURKS, SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, TODD ERIC GAITHER, CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN

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