Bring It On
Jay Z Feat. Big Jaz & 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 song "Bring It On" follow a familiar pattern in which he brags about his wealth, success, and power. He starts by addressing his haters who talk about his "comeback" by saying that he only cares about making "pockets green like slum change." He then goes on to talk about his ability to attract women, boasting that "bad bitches" are "gasping for air in Aspen." He also references his criminal past, mentioning "drug dealing apostles" and "Al Pacino down to Nino Brown."


Jay Z then emphasizes his ability to create a successful career outside of traditional education, saying that "street knowledge amazes scholars." He brags that women will engage in sexual activities with his guns, just to see him discharge them. The chorus repeats the phrase "bring it on if you think you can hang," which is a warning to anyone who dares to challenge him.


As the song continues, Jay Z continues to brag about his wealth, saying "money is power" and "I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes." He emphasizes his ability to buy jewels for his "pop duke" and talks about his frequent gambling at OTB. The song ends with a repetition of the chorus.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyyo Jay word up; these motherfuckers
Hey Jay listen up; these individuals


Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
They're boasting about their return like they're cooking drugs


Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change
I'm not pretending, I just want my pockets filled with money


Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
You know what I'm saying? We come forward and then retreat like condoms


For real; with no trace of AIDS
Seriously; without any sign of weakness


We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga
We keep our pockets fully filled with money, representing the Roc-A-Fella crew


Aiyyo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
Hey, we're searching and dominating women from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar


Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
We don't care about a woman's reputation when we have sex in a police car


We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
We have attractive women struggling to breathe in Aspen


Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
When I make a request, they panic and desperately search for a solution


You cling we do our thing and bring
You hold on to your beliefs while we engage in our own actions and succeed


Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
Show off your sexual prowess from the streets of Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing


East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
The East coast is bold and imposing, with money flowing abundantly


Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Like nostrils inhaling drugs, similar to those involved in the drug trade


Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
From Al Pacino to Nino Brown (characters known for their criminal activities)


Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino
Jay, Primo, and I have control over everything just like a stitched garment


Teflon, make sure your jammy is full
Make sure your gun is loaded and ready, so nothing can penetrate it like Teflon


Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull
Because I heard Sammy the Bull is watching closely in Miami with power


Tropical leaves where I got a few keys
I have connections in tropical locations where I have several 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 the money flows consistently


Said we was garbage, so fuck college
They claimed we were worthless, so forget about education


Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars
Our street wisdom impresses intellectuals as we invent profitable sayings


Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols
Famous women adorned with expensive jewelry, engage in sexual activities involving firearms


Just to see my shit, discharge puss
They engage in sexual acts with me just to have a glimpse of my belongings


I drop the stellar, even acapella
I deliver excellent performances, even without any instrumental accompaniment


I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella
I have to promote and inform others about Roc-A-Fella (record label)


Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
Behaviors similar to young Bobby DeNiro, acquiring knowledge from Spanish sources


In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh
In a luxurious car with money, engaging in organized criminal activities like an Egyptian pharaoh


I cream, I diamond gleam
I am successful and my diamonds shine brightly


High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
In a powerful position like Hakeem (basketball player), I have many important things to reveal


Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam
From Brooklyn to Queens, I need to maintain my motivation


Niggaz wanna try to hem my long jeans
People attempt to restrain my progress and freedom


Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene
People in Uptown (a neighborhood) are excited for Jay-Z's presence


In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean
In the meantime, I have something great for all of you to enjoy


Liaison for days on in
Continuously building connections and relationships


Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin
Money is the driving force behind everything, so I created songs to generate income


Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow
Can I Live means can I succeed financially, generating money with my friends


Like the Mississippi riv', lookin jig'
Like the flowing Mississippi river, appearing attractive


Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo
I cannot achieve success alone, I had to distance myself when a character named Tony killed another named Manolo


That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
That's true, experiencing conflicting emotions like a mixed-race individual


Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson
A thug believed he was like O.G. Bobby Johnson (a fictional character known for his toughness)


I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano
I manipulated him just like Benny Blanco, face to face


You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns
You're not prepared, I don't hesitate to fire my weapons


Horizontal, get your weight up, I am
Lying down, increase your strength, I am powerful


Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams
I weigh 2.2 pounds (heavy) while you only weigh 125 grams (light)


Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money
I don't expect you all to comprehend this wealth


Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish
Gain knowledge, accumulate some money, I'm destined to dominate


Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck...
Our crews extend from Brooklyn through Hollis to every neighborhood nearby, what the hell...


Money is power
Having money gives you influence and control


I'm into cheddick with facial credit
I'm involved in making money with a good reputation


Pure platinum fetish for cheddars
An intense desire for abundant wealth


Spread letters you move you're deadish
Distribute messages and if you take action against us, you'll be in trouble


I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes
I make impactful decisions that eliminate obstacles and challenges


You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal
You engage in oral sex with a gun like a crack pipe


John Stockton couldn't assist you
Even if John Stockton (a basketball player known for his assists) tried to help, he couldn't aid you


Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin in the U.N.
Whether it's Cowboys (American football team) or Benzes (luxury cars), we cause trouble in the United Nations


So what the fuck you doin?
So what are you up to?


Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished
Whatever man, Fahrvegnugen (German slogan) representing both toughness and refinement


Spankin dollars with the commas
Earning lots of money, with commas signifying large amounts


Bangin bitches out the Bahamas
Engaging in sexual activities with attractive women from the Bahamas


On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather
We don't care on the llama skin, we boast as we soar high


Fry hotter, you die gotta
Increase the heat, you'll surely die


Fuck with me witness manana
Mess with me and you'll see tomorrow


Absence of malice in my palace
There is no ill intent within my domain


Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
I'll contact my reliable associate in Dallas, whose finger is rough from pulling triggers


Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
I manipulate situations to maintain an advantage and keep my opponents uncertain


Your frequent stops to O.T.B. you feedin me
Your regular visits to Off-Track Betting (gambling establishment) financially benefit me


Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the gleams
Surprise a person plotting to steal my expensive watches


Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your dreams
Jewelry for my father, fulfilling his desires


Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream
Never prioritize drugs over the profits it brings


Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
Yes, challenge us if you believe you can handle the competition


And if not then let me do my thang
And if not, then allow me to continue doing what I do best


"Yeah, bring it on... bring it on..."
"Yes, confront us... confront us..."




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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