Lyrics:
up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Yo, they should know by now that they can't stop this ?
Word up, better keep tellin' me to turn
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(He told me to) Drop that shit, now roll wit it
{Crunchy Black (DJ Paul) talking:}
hey yo wassup DJ man
(wassup?)
man you won't believe the shit that happen to me last night man
(what?)
know
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
doing in my phone again?
My DM's are closed
You're not welcome in
If anybody challenge me I will accept it with a grin
I'm a DJ of the stars
I'm a DJ
the day
Right Wit a J
Got the dutch master wit the white boy
We could play
Its don't mater
Roll it up fatter
Gotta Roll by the 2s don't u know better
Yea
I got your Rhymes going 'round in my head
Got your supersonic beats mixing up my Keds
So dance, little DJ, come on
What's your name?
I wanna
a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just
Fok julle, fok julle, fok julle naaiers
Muddafukkaz tell me to slow my roll but sorry no can do
My style is so brand new, I try to make u understand
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
Tell the DJ to play my song
Are you ready to rock and roll?
(Hey, hey, hey)
We were out on the floor, yeah, we danced the night away
Then she
getting blowed
Eventually I might have to hit the dispensary
Buy a couple pounds
I’ll be high for a century
Soon as I step in the DJ mention me
I walk by
It feels good and the heat rising
Let me know how I can get to know you better
Cause you fine and I’m really feeling you
Oh I’m hypnotized by the way
cut, word the Gucci man photo shoot
Spinning in your city homie and sending whose through
Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby
Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw
We get ignorant in
I got your Rhymes going 'round in my head
Got your supersonic beats mixing up my Keds
So dance, little DJ, come on
What's your name?
I wanna
no
Passports
Screaming like The crowd gone
Nutzo
Won that Chip hitting Threes
From half court
Roll that thang By the half-O
Roll that thang Up all Hemp
looking to choke
Roll up smoke up
Take a hit pass it to a friend
Inhale exhale
Let that fire burn me again
Get the sticky icky break it put it in a ziggy
a log, hoes tell me I'm a dog
(Roll it up, light it up)
I keep money and in my
Paws of that marijuana dog
(Roll it up, light it up)
Smoke up, we smoke all
no funny actin'
And it was me that introduced Mini to money bags and (Queens in the house)
Grandmaster Vic (Queens in the house)
The DJ's Disco
Rappin' On The Mike, Makin' Cold Cold Cash
With A Jock Spinnin For Me Called D.J. Flash
Signin' Autographs For The The Young And Old
Wearin' Big Time Silver
.jpg/214px-Jelly_Roll_Morton_(c._1927).jpg "Jelly Roll Morton")
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