Lyrics:
as the DJ starts to
Spin. Oh that’s my jam and it…..nevermind
Cuz the DJ switched it up before I lost my mind
Matter fact it ain’t a DJ it’s just Spotify
This
"Here comes, the DJ" [Repeat: x3]
"Here comes, Mister Cee!"
"You-you-you, you-you, why-you-you
You-you-you, you-you, you just got ta" "Jump jump
shit
HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and homo R&B
I ain't payin for that Allure shit
Walkin by Bloomingdales
to play
Cuttin' records, drivin' cars, and you'll know who we are
Make a mix just for kicks
And you'll be on our tip
And, oh yes, there's
they all say
I don't care what they all do
I just came to come and play
And the way that you move girl I know that this can't be true
Can't be true
Yeah
miss)
This girl was kind of liking my ways
I could tell it by the smile on her face
Pardon me miss fruit-shake, with your cute face
Just bring a few mates
the club tonight
Theres no time to slack
N girls dun be frontin like u aint up for dat
Imagine u one of ___ while he be ___from da back
Tim westwood dj
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
And the dj's playin' our favorite songs
(one by one!) I'm feelin' your heartbeat pullin me closer, closer
(one by one!) with every touch I'm feelin' it
Gamblin' every time we put a record out
Just lookin' for that hook (Wait, Dre, look)
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant to be
'Cause,
to a DJ Mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer,
samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer, and mind you a friend of mine
I
on
Bad bitch walk around
With a thong on
Like a dog
I just wanna lay the bone on
She gon twerk it
When the dj put this song on
She gon twerk it
When the dj
LeBron
Make a nigga disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans, nigga missing both of his arms
I ain't playing
I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat
Shoot
the key
Shaquel in the place to be
I climb a mountain top with just one rope
Get to the top of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope
Cause I'm
just like I’m Redman, don’t talk to no feds man, these niggas chopping heads man.
Don’t want to be no dead man, hospital with a bed pan, got glocks
[King James]
Yo Savon, you're my man and everything else
But you just can't run up in this building and shoot
And fools got my brother hostage, man
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep
And driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five
B.J. the D.J. you're living much
".. "Mad!".. "So.. so.. so sick"
"DJ".. "Mad!".. "Sicker than AIDS"*}
{*"Break it on down.." - repeat 3X*}
{*"Hit me!" - scratched repeatedly*}
[Paris]
By
the youngest bad guy on T V
Everybody just want to be me
Nobody just want to free me just want to free me
And I am talking my way
These days I be wishing my way
I'm a millionaire
Hard body, these other boys teddy bears
Fuck with me momma, I know you want a G
And I'm a real blood, if you want R&B
Just call me
Strobe lights
Turn me on
I don't give a damn, no
Just wanna dance by myself
Gonna drink some more
This beat is so hipnotic
I can't control my body
almost make out the song
Protected by my own misery
Fashioned my fortress to win
But just enough space in the fence
For a little joy to get in
Now I can
it goes like la-da-da, la-da-da-da-da by some guy named B.Right yea
I think that was his name, play that funky song
It's messed when they can't
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