Lyrics Bring It On - Gucci Mane

Chilling in the club with these rollie on
Two bad bitches, tell them, "bring it on!"
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
What's that?
Grew up in this bitch, I got it going on,
That's your girlfriend's number in my cell phone!
Cell phone, (cell phone) tell her bring it on!
Bring it on, nigga what?

Got my tall truck lined out, all summer long
Bad bitch [?] keep your panties on,
Keep your panties on,
Fuck her while you hunk!
Call me Mr. On!
Chilling in the club with these rollie on
Two bad bitches, tell them, "bring it on!"
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
What's that?
Grew up in this bitch, I got it going on,
That's your girlfriend's number in my cell phone!
Cell phone, (cell phone) tell her bring it on!
Bring it on, nigga what?

You don't like Gucci, but your bitch do (bitch!)
And you ain't even paid me for that shit I find at you (what's that?)
And you can even be the grew up if you want me to (wow!)
Bitches over you, but that's the shit that money do!
These snitches like the lobsters, man, they're just lasagnas
I heard they're throwing on folks, I just spit twenty in your eyes
Them folks they're throwing rocks at us, I know they got innocuous
Tell them that the Bentley that I got cost like a four hundred bucks.
A million kiss to shut you up, birthday [?]
With foreign bitches smoking weed
I know the [?] will never land
A scratch them all, we're smoking weed,
I cook her key, I ask her key
That's less for you, but more for me,
I'm only [?] but blessed to be.
Chilling in the club with these rollie on
Two bad bitches, tell them, "bring it on!"
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
Bring it on (bring it on)
What's that?
Grew up in this bitch, I got it going on,
That's your girlfriend's number in my cell phone!
Cell phone, (cell phone) tell her bring it on!
Bring it on, nigga what?