Lyrics:
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
is Elephant Man and Rihanna
Can I hear you say, "Turn it up"
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Turn it up Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ (come on)
Can
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
coz
I got obligations and she's in the situation
That she came to state, so this is our fate
Holding hands, a smile, a glimpse
A kiss and a dance
attack
Just a dream with no end in sight
Waking up to evening
Now it seems I live this rotten life
Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands
the fuck up
I'm taking yo black ass back to the office
Keep talking shit
Aight bet
Fuck Mr. Clynch said by a minority
Cause he don't wanna punish
to lock up my hommies for...... Trippin?
Mr President
I ain't hesitant
I fly this kite up on behalf of...... And my resident
Blue collar taxpayers
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
what
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it
Yo
I will tell 4 stories in this song, listen carefully
Sitting in the first class was the lad called Julien
He passed maths, and put his hand up
much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
. I-Guess-I-Overslept-And-Slept-Through-My-Alarm
Mr. Rush, be rich, hit me up, I'm just waking up
In the clutch, come through with the clutch, try me, you can touch
Never blink, never lose no
Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, and two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low,
. always want to tag
MR. like umm law-breaker
MR. sneak on up
Or should I say
MR. like rob a nigga
MR. No Limit affiliated
Or should I say
MR. like
holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit
watt
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes 1 by 1, even 2 by 2
Everybody in the floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low then
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
you up, you know I'm sayin')
Mr. Lover (let's fog up some window sills, girl, uh) (uh, yeah)
Mr. Lover (catch your groove back now)
Mr. Lover, Mr
you up, you know I'm sayin')
Mr. Lover (let's fog up some window sills, girl, uh) (uh, yeah)
Mr. Lover (catch your groove back now)
Mr. Lover, Mr
. Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for
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