Текст песни Bring ‘Em Here (Live) - J.P.

I remember
Yes I do
(piano solo)

Look

Shit. I remember being broke. Had to ration all my shit
People thought it was a joke
But now they see me livin'

They wanna ask me for my digits
And I ain't goin for the bitch if she can't suck some

You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here

Guarantee that I'mma fck a bad bitch
Drowning in her wall like tk kravitz

And I can feel it in the air imma be sumn I put her down on the bed
Imma treat some

You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck
Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You and your friends tryna fuck Bring em here
You better bring em
You better bring em
You better bring em here
You better bring em here

Ahhhh Oooooo

You better bring em here You better bring em here
You better bring em here You better bring em here
You better bring em here You better bring em here
You better bring em here You better bring em here
Ay Yeah
Ay Yeah

Ay (x4)
Daaa Dee Daa
(riffs)
Ay
(riffs)
Yea
Can you? (riffs) (Band plays)