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[Intro]
[DJ Petey Pablo]
Lets take some calls from the request line, caller number 1
[Caller
up yo seat's while I set it off
Baby, let me set it off, do you mind it I get it off
Set it off, set it off
All it takes is one phone call, if you
guarded
And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine
then we can get it started
[DJ Quik]
I aint givin no respect to you bustas
that aint givin
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
to be
Till I heard a song that takes me to my memories
The radio saved my life tonight
Old song that the DJ played made me feel all right
I made it
of the stars
I'm a DJ of the stars
Young static shock
Burning rubber on your block
Give a charge to these players
It's the game i'm finna stop
Slide a benji
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So
This is
DJ Khaled
This is
I'm about unity, man
This is
Gotta love it
Greetings from Miami-Dade County, Florida
This is, this is, this is, this
down and holla
If you tipsy stand up
DJ, turn it louder
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Hypnotic, robotic, this
of minute man, faking like you last long
Please kill it man, lying to the superstar
It's so hot, go head, take your clothes off
Ah, get back, aw, we
down and holla
If you tipsy stand up
DJ, turn it louder
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Hypnotic, robotic, this
the doors down
Dust yourself off,
Shake it up!
Shake it up!
DJ set it off!
Take it up a notch
All together now!
Shake it up!
Shake it up!
Shake it up!
Break
Alright
Che'nelle got a story for you
For the ladies
Sing it with me now
I fell in love with the DJ, DJ
Sneakin? ?round the back door
Bangin?
Alright
Che'nelle got a story for you
For the ladies
Sing it with me now
I fell in love with the DJ, DJ
Sneakin? ?round the back door
Bangin? ?til
know the joint that she shorty's keep talkin' about
DJ can you play it as a favor for me
You know the joint that makes 'em get down, get down
Take
Money
Mr.Ness, Make Make Ya Money
Rahiem, Make Ya Money
Cowboy , Make Make Ya Money
Creolo, Make Ya Money
D.J. Flash, Make Make Ya Money
Hit It
Take Your
infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is moving me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club!)
Oh, oh, evacuate
slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when
ass across the cross fade
So watch your back when he takes the stage
Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage
Three MCs and one DJ
We be getting
off into a party with
A drink in my hand rocawear pants
But I ain't come here to dance
By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue?
Tell him I'm lookin' for
Long Time Comin
(It's the P M P baby DJ Phish)
(Doing big thangs making doors open)
(Setting no limits holding no boundaries)
(Galaxy Productions)
Thought-I-Was-Gon'-Take-Her-Home-But-Left-Her-In-The-Room
Mr. Screws, Mr. Take-It-Off-Now-Bitch-Get-In-The-Pool
Mr. Already-Made-It, you can't come around
Mr. Quiet, shh, bitch, don't make a sound, yeah
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