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Guetta Blaster (David Guetta) · Guetta Blaster (David Guetta) · Guetta Blaster [China Bonus Tracks] (David Guetta) · Guetta Blaster [UK Copyright Protected] (David Guetta) · Poplife/Guetta Blaster (David Guetta) · House of David: The David "Fathead" Newman Anthology (David "Fathead" Newman) · Screwed Up Click Representa (Z-Ro) · The Click Song (Miriam Makeba) · Screwed Up Click 4 Life (Lil' Keke) · Click My Fingers (The Tide) – and 90 other albums »


This beat, yeah
Hop in this thang, yeah
With David Guetta, yeah
And Afrojack, yeah
Now all my ladies, yeah
Go ahead and get sexy, yeah

And if
to do you like this
Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click

It's the young high-roller, the talk of New York
David got my neck lookin'
you like this
Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click

It's the young high-roller, the talk of New York
David got my neck lookin' like
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bitches 6 feet deep
My mental status destroyed
'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick

But I swear with a passion
I'm a put 6 shots in this
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
married to men who don't please 'em, dreamin' of comin'
urbanly murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin'
Some cowards on the internet didn't think
the snitch know to get it on

24 hour ghetto jeep is at the door
Lynch mob made me how you and your goofy click
And your throat is gone, suffocating em by
decapitating parking meters when the pigs blew the whistle like Winslow
I went to jail over night for putting a sticker on a phone booth, now by the time ya'll
shit
Like man, you are sick
But you are not as sick as the niche
Of these niggas not even quarters but dying to get rich
Will lie to their click
a mack and  me some clothing
The corner stores, the ski masks, the forty-fours
Run up on 'em so slick, and get my pistol and click
Give me the muthafucking
but as soon as the, grind get hard
you put yo time in God.

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It's in our blood
thuggin
til the days of my death
my last breath taken by the ATF
the trigger, click, should've been eating lead
But I wasn't, I was naked in john frost square
Mothers with pushchairs stopped and stared
For this situation I
makin' fun of nerd clicks
You motherfuckin' freaks and geeks are dumb
With ya painted white face, and pierced nose and tongue
I pass my classes with ease
Don't say shit like Pink Panther 
You Talk Too Much like Run'n'them and your breath smell like Pampers 
Get knocked the fuck out by Dr. David Banner