Lyrics:
All of my Dj’s on the stereo make you start to play my music
All of my hommies in the lungu don dey wait to hear my music
I gat real gees on deck if
I'm down
And think I'm gonna lose control
Music's on it
Shows that nothing is in impossible
It fills your soul and my mind with harmony
Ooh-hoo
a bitch wanna bounce
All this cuervo in my system Ima buy a couple rounds.
All this drip leaving puddles on the ground
Dj turn the music loud they fuckin
Hey DJ..let the record play
Wanna hear those tunes each and every day
From early in the morning till late at night
Only you got the power to make it
DJ plays them old school slappers
Radio plays your favorite songs
Give me that feeling
Give me that rush like music under my skin
Somebody feel me
I
veux des "hey", je veux des
Avec mon groupe, on fait le mystères
On est les masters du step by step
Music is the odyssey (yeah)
It's here for you
a good time
Dancing with my baby
We're having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the DJ
On the radio
Cokes are in the ice box
Popcorn's
fun
Get Hypnotized by the frequency
From the floor to my feet
Tell the DJ to turn it up
And play this song repeat
You know what the music does to me
want to play? (Get funky) [Repeat]
Band!
(Now)
Sixty seven, sixty seven
Freaks dance like they in heaven
DJ don't stop the music, DJ don't stop
Tambo loved music man
Tambo loved music
Tambo acknowledged music
Tambo acknowledged
The role the music played man
The importance of the music
In
me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin'
PLAY ON
By: Thamara ‘Songbird’ St. Bernard
Intro
This one’s for all the disk jockey dem wey love fi play Reggae Music This one’s for you
Touch it
Asiatic" [Repeat: x3]
[Mighty Mouse]
"Here I come!"
"King Asiatic" [Repeat: x3]
"Here comes, the DJ" [Repeat: x3]
"Here comes., Mister Cee!"
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
Just Dance
RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)
I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
Floorfiller
Floorfiller
Floorfiller
Hey Mr. DJ in case you forgot
I came to get down
So you better make it hot
'Cause I can't jump around
Vibrate her, let the music vibrate her
I just let the music vibrate her
Don't let go of what you're feeling
Vibrate her
Let the rhythm move your body
should stop re rolling backwoods that's all a fantasy you can say what you want but just like hip hop I was born in the Bronx and just like dj aj I can
back the hell up
(I'm Hot) Dj'd know what time it is
Kid Capri, Flex, S, Clue or Biz
It is off the lid, spot's type crazy
Cats up in here got more
Chuck it out as a jam that's spreading
It-it ain't nuttin like hip-hop music
You like it 'cause you choose it
Most DJ's won't refuse it
A lotta sucker
a musical natural
H.A.P.P.Y.
Just by mistake
One day I turned on my dial
From my radio came this is incredible sound
The music they were playing right
That's cool, we was never cool anyway
Ice cube on the pinkie and the middle finger
Lookin' like we won the Super Bowl anyway
Huh, look, DJ's say they
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