Bring it Right Back

BRING IT RIGHT BACK

It's not your daddy's old kind of rock steady

he'd be taken aback, and try to blend in sloppy

it's always about the crowd to make them hop

then you kill it, then you bring it right back

to make them heads go up and down and hop to it

the skiggity-bop the crowd is hot and sweaty

the only thing to make my night complete, who's got a yea

it's just an extension of out body

with the rhymes and the rhythm all belonging

oooh, stop my beat, then you bring it right back

the bass and the drums intermingle

to make me jump, rock, senses overload

they flirt with each other like their single yea, tilt your head back and


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rely on the energy of your feet

you gotta stay low even when the beat is slow

you gotta bring the rhythm


Once again, it's not your daddy's old kind of Rock Steady

I think you get the point, this beat is picture perfection

muster up the nerve to your wicky-bum shake, then you bring it right back

then you sway to the left and the right

still messing with the beat to keep it tight

then you sway to the left and the right

still messing with the beat to keep it tight you gotta


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listen to what he have to play for you

listen, the opportune vacation

listen, when nothing is simply everything

it's all about the groove and the ay-oh

to make them bounce how we roll

to leave the club jacked on 'contageous'

I've been born with it, must admit your down with it


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