Lyrics:
DJ Big N
Reekado
Wo wo yeah
Baby fresh on the beat and his killing them all
Wou u wou o wuo wuo oo where my ladies at
Girl I’m in Love uh uh uh uh
DJ Big N
Reekado
Wo wo yeah
Baby fresh on the beat and his killing them all
Wou u wou o wuo wuo oo where my ladies at
Girl I’m in Love uh uh uh uh
impress likah dat wah yah say
O boy you fresh likah dat baby girl
Biko biko baby rora redi o
Dakun dakun rora gun mi o
E get as e just dey do me dey go o
by rhythm
Hear the beat play
Go until it's done
Let's fall in love
Now we're bound by rhythm
Temperature turning up
DJ DJ playing me what I want
Cause
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
people, and twerkers
I presents to you:
Fre Fre Fre Fre Fresh (DJ Mannie)
Fre Fre Fresh (Mannie)
Fre Fre Fresh (DJ Mannie)
Fre Fre errr (Young ladies)
Put
inside the club What more can I say
respect from me respect from you respect for the dj
an finally we have pressure this is the main event
i promise you
Dacada
Always be that fresh I guess that why they get my flavor
You a pill popper bitch so do us all a favor
Turn around and bust it open DJ call
the gunner pop, tell me who you wanna rock
It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die
Nigga keep it moving, don't get caught up in this drive-by
The breaks over,
go you mind if I
Just want it slow grind
Come and say wanna feel you next to me
Will it be ok if we slow whine
Can the DJ play it one more time
Slow
and roll in that dough
So fuck you boy I'm real as truth and so I know we'll smoke
[DJ Paul]
That aint my dog, that's just a nigga that just be tryna play
par-ty
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by the DJ, and saw who it is
They said, "Make the music with your mouth,
knees lil baby, I don't play Arcade
I'm laying by the palm trees, got a fresh fade like blade
I'm icey lil baby, can you see that I'm paid
Rolling
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I
All my peoples
All of my peoples
Everything's a-OK (it's all good)
We've been waiting way too long
So tell the DJ can play my song
All my
can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style
Here we go again because it's been a while
Do me a favor, don't touch
dang night
Just give me a break before you get broke
You to to be saved by Jon the Pope
'cause sucker emcees don't be the might
'cause you all want to se
that scrrr sscrrr
Got your hoe in the lex she plug in that Bluetooth
Play my song do my dance
Guess you lost your boo boo
To a nigga that be fresh
High
'em hit me, raise it baby
Stay with me (I love it)
Love game intuition
Play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked
I'll play the one
handouts, I don't need no deal Do all that shit on my own for real
At GR, she got me a drink and I chill Fresh off the hook when I get me a meal
I get
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
productions! unk camp! dj unk!
tell um how to do it shawty!
[DJ UNK]
Catch da beat like me. Bounce ya body like dis. You can do it by ya'self. Go on and bounce
rain (rain), and I'ma make it back (back)
You are just a lame lil' homie, that's a fact
Workin wit the police, actin like you know me
Fresh out
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