Lyrics:
own I don't need no strings attached
They like play this shit again tell the dj run it back
I'm back
From the bottom of the map
901 my city yea nigga
Yea
Come on
You already know who it is by now
But in case you dont
DJ Kameo
Got the dope
Got the dope
Got the dope sauce all around me
Drippin in it
I just walked up in the stew and dadda BK hopped inside the booth
C-Rap wrote a Zimmy, got to dancin' and it's Jimmy Choo
DJ in the back, he
DJ Sorrow yeah
Hundred acre wrist bha ha ha ha (yeah)
DJ Sorrow laughin' through the pain
(Haunted Mound) whaugh, whaugh
We’ll take apart your soul
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
"Detroit listeners out there, you better be sure to stop by the
Galaxy club where there's a freestyle superfly fresh contest going
On tonight. if
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
better get another vick to work with, or quit
Cause I'm on some ol' L shit
Capable of murder but I never committed
Taking no shorts so you better forget
better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
Who's afraid of the dark?
Responsible for the murders in the park
When I
and Cristal guaranteed to get right
Like misdemeanors is a small thang
With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang
Runnin' through the street lights,
better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park
When I bark,
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(DJ Meech, lil' bitch)
Them niggas get on y'all ass, y'all play with me like I ain't worse
Tryna gossip
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
Keep your circle tight
Trust no one, nobody (nobody, nobody, no no no)
DJ Khaled!
Gotta be careful who you trusting
Be aware of your
We the season has returned
DJ Khaled (Khaled, Khaled, Khaled)
We global now, we global
We international now, international
Nasir
Money fall
vengeance
Funeral watch by cops fi arrest anybody in attendance
Time draw near and me feel it
Me and di Lord never have a good relationship, me seal it
a murderer,
Half these niggas beefin' with me,
I never heard of them,
If I was the old me I would murder them
Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would
myself down, murder your guest list
My style murders an drags like they do black men in Texas
Next rapper to mention this, I'ma show them the real threat
What you hearing what you hearing is prophecy on the beat
Scriptures quoted by the greats I allowed to inhabit me
Yaadii
D C G!
ElKGana nehgga
is meant to be, I rather you than me
Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
Ninth
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Nigga I gotta be Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Fuck 9-5
I'll stay till 5:30
Job
at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
Romantic type like the movie Casablanca
Herb seller, once but busted by an undercover
the girl in the top five videos
By tomorrow this will be number one
In or way upside down on the pole
Pretty mama you know your dead wrong (Get jiggy gal)
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