Bring it Back

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Rob & Fingazz] That's right Yo Lil Rob Hey, what's happenin', man Hey man, there seems to be a problem on the back dance floor What is it? Man, these bitches ain't gettin' freaky enough Is that is? No problem, Give me 1200CC's of Technique, 1150CC's of Nu Mark Nu Mark? Yeah, Nu Mark, four dose of C.B.B. 35, 750CC's of GBW and stand back [Verse 1: Lil Rob] 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 [Chorus: Lil Rob] 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 [Verse 2: Lil Rob] 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' [Chorus: Lil Rob] 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 [Verse 3: Lil Rob] 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 [Bridge: Lil Rob] 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 [Chorus: Lil Rob] 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