Lil' Rob - Bring It Back lyrics

rate me

Yo

Lil Rob

Is that is?

No problem

Give me 1200cc's of Technique

1150cc's of Nu Mark

Yeah, Nu Mark

4 dose of C.B.B. 35

750cc's of GBW and stand back

Now that I got your attention

Let me take you into a different dimension

Overhead and that's a good freshin'

Back in time, live and rewind, that's the direction

Book another studio session

So I could perform this old school disection

Look at the park, brought it back

Old school style, hombre, got a lot of that

I've got my {records}

I mix on the {mixer}

I'm scratchin' on my {turntables}

It's bumpin' out the {speakers}

Mirror, mirror, crooked on the wall

Who is the baddest vato of them all

I mean

Who is the one that they always call

To get the party people up off the wall

Up tempo, that's the momentum

Beats made with venom, out to go get 'em

They can't get away, fuck no, we won't let 'em

Why?

But they want to, the way that we sweat 'em

Fuck yeah, homeboy, we just wreck 'em

Streets of the beast, and sweep, and just take 'em

Take microphones and microphone check 'em

Spit the kind of shit that makes them respect 'em

The sharp knife, the crease on the denim

Makin' sure, that you don't forget 'em

Twelve Eighteen, that's the operation

{Hit the dancefloor with no hesitation}

Bring back the pop-lockin'

Body-rockin' music

Guaranteed to get the party started

Now listen to the DJ get retarded

Bring it back, now

DJ, bring it back, now

Bring it back

DJ

Bring it back, now

Old with the new, I take moves and bend 'em

Take some old school records and bend 'em

Scratchin' and mixin', mixin' and scratchin'

My

Satisfaction is

The reaction

Some

Do the head spinnin'

Til the wax spin back

Til the heads bend, people clappin' people

Laughin', good time, havin' people dancin'

{Just imagine the party with lots of action}

I grab the perfect elixor

Two turntables, speakers and a mixer

Beats and lyrics that are sure to hit ya

If not, then I got a phat joint to fix ya

Mixed so much, that my fingers blister

So fast, you can't even take a picture

Bring it back, let it go in rotation

It's tight, {but no hyperventilatin'}

One

I know how to keep the party spun (Two)

World Class just like the Wreckin' Cru (One)

We party until we see the sun (Bounce)

Diggin' in the crates, time to operate

With old school {records} (Yeah)

A brand new {mixer}

I'm right, in some {turntables}

It's tweakin' out the {speakers}

Now DJs, spin my {records}

Then cut it with the {mixer}

Put this one on your {turntable}

Get 'em on the floor like 1984