Lyrics:
Excuse all the haters 'cause they lookin' sideways
Let's get it now, chyeah
You got me wrong
You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
You can
Excuse all the haters 'cause they lookin' sideways
Let's get it now, chyeah
You got me wrong
You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
You can
front of me, use me then go p-pushing behind
You'd rather die then let em put us side by side
Because I get your heart r-racing and you just flatline
I
really? You're ready to take the class back and teach?
cbsolutely Dj drop the beat.
Wake up, hit the switch whole room light up Notice that filament
cll in
sister, and your friend, Uh!
Pack up that Choo-Choo!, ride on this Choo-Choo
And boo, you need to stop thinking and come on with me
I wanna take you home
(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
[Radio DJ]
Hey DJ (I'm your radio)
It's a brand new day
What you say baby?
You want to get down?
You gotta get up
And I'm your wake-up man
of this cash
Trynna go cop me a bag
Run it up like I'm in track
Mixed breed and ten toes,
Tell that dj run it back
Like I'm stacking in the mattress,
A lot
the weight on me
Wait on me, don't give up faith in me
Patiently, intercess for me
I was walking by sight, not wise
Tricked me, picked me, disguised
But, now,
to go
So you can cut my hair anyway you like
You can use a scissors
Or you can use a knife baby it's all good
It's alright i just wanna be touched
By
up now
Use to be down
Use to be, but we up now
I done Came up shawty wanna be a thug
All eyes on me I can’t change up
Realize they’ll never be
year, lick machete, yeah
You like professin
But you failin on your test this year
"Survival!" + "SKILLS!" cuts and
Scratches by DJ Revolution
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
nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah
me with crown and king me of the rap committee
Ima start this next 8 by saying Rest In Peace to Nipsey
Use to take my brother CD and go listen to fifty
by the throat, lift it up and shake it 'round
'Til this whole world sees me as a naked clown
And while I'm pullin on her bra, she's
Tuggin on my
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
mind state
Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes
Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose
But you turds better be careful how
thank God)
Na my energy (I dey use thank God)
You wake up see today na God dey run am
na God dey run am
na God dey run am oh oh
I no be DJ but let me
boys up!
Candy wanna lick it up
My Gorilaz cut up, getting beaten
Pulling up! Sitting dJ screw
Full of grain, he took by my
Cause nigga learn to hate
you shake your seat
You know by the way that you shake it on the dance floor
People in the club screaming give me some more
You know by the way that you
a million, no lottery
I got game, that's EA proof
And she told me to come over by the DJ booth
I'm in the DJ booth, I rock PJ's loose
I want the Absolut
a laugh
(Up up all night)
I'm only thinking 'bout this girl I'm seeing
I hope she'll wanna kiss me back
Katy Perry's on replay
She's on replay
DJ got
witness cause I freak this with uniqueness
For the rap fan, black man talks decent
Prop me, jock me, rock but don't stop me
If a man's got belief then
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