All Saints - Gotta Bet Busy Lyrics

(written by S. LewisK. Gordon)
Bring it on, bring it bring it on a, bring it on, bring it bring it on
a, bring it on, bring it bring it on a, bring it on, bring it bring it
on a, bring it on, bring it bring it on a, bring it on, bring it bring
it on a, bring it on, bring it bring it on a, bring it on, bring it
bring it on a

Never stop giving good love, cause that's what I call you for (yeah,
what's up baby), Never stop baby give it up, cause I know where it came
from, you got more, I like playing games, and if it's all the same

You can bring it on with the rough stuff, and give me your love I don't
wanna be tamed

I need a man to be a real man, in order what I got in store, always
finish what you start baby, and always having you beg for more

You know I wanna be diggy down boy, but I don't get around, jimmy has to
ride in your pocket, or lock him in your wallet, It's just a bootie call

Bring it on, bring it bring it on a (it's a bootie call),Bring it on
(It's just a bootie call), bring it bring it on a, Bring it on, bring it
bring it on a (It's a bootie call), Bring it on, bring it bring it on a,
Bring it on, bring it bring it on a (It's a bootie call), Bring it on
(It's just a bootie call), bring it bring it on a, Bring it on, bring it
bring it on a (It's a bootie call), Bring it on, bring it bring it on a

Gaining you it is baby, and games are always good to have, you never let
me down, I'm always happy when you make me laugh, but don't try to
fight, this heart of mine

Emotions are coming to my head, so don't be mislead, my heart doesn't
need to be bled

Only trying to be smart baby, don't need the rollercoaster ride, I've
been and seen and done i