Lyrics:
like a boss
Oscar the grouch on these bitches I tell them get lost
Enough of that boy its time to get busy
Its time for me to represent my country
YEAH
I
through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we
gotta run with certain circle's just to get the love
But by the time they give it to you it ain't what it was
Try to receive that kind of love that shit
you can get dead
Sip the Tryst by itself, rock with the red
I could buy another brick and put it on your head
I could aim it at you or shoot it
seen what i seen bruh
Yeah i guess i'll see ya when I see ya
DJ turn the beat up
I really didn't mean ta
Get involved not at all
But here we are
Yeah I
encouraged by fiends
'Cause it's okay to get cash, without all the whiplash, you tuck it, you will pass
You give it, you will blast, delighting, you will
cheese, cheese, cheese
Now everybody just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
[Too $hort]
I'm the life of the party
It don't
when its poppin
I get paid for this, your just watching
Got this, new track, stay wrecking
Everybody knows dj's break records
From the clubs to the radio
It do what it do, get the flow get you, and it move
The body move to the tune, yes sir
DJ let it boom in the room
Shit's just there, like and now
Mack in the back, [Name] on the dancefloor
Now it's time for us to cold get loose
To show everybody out there that we got juice
Tonight's the night
earlier than planned. We
Start to get into it and the DJ is a hit. Bumpin
Songs with 808 kits its impossible to sit. But
After 30 minutes of pushin’,
again
(Gotta stay left on em)
Do it right or do it again
Do it right or do it again
Can I hit in morning
Can I reply wit a text when you calling
The dj
was my only defense, of course I used it but how much lower could I get. Through all the pain that I went in through, fueled by your ridicule, like if I
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
Lil' Ceaser-
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Puffy (Kim)-
Queen
Keep it going til we pass out, pass out
Til the morning til we pass out, pass out
Can't stop until we pass out, pass out
Til the DJ screaming get out,
Turn up the music
Let's get out on the floor
I like to move it
Come and give me some more
Watch me getting crazy here, out of control
There's
tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't
Agave Breakfast
Composed by Jan Branicki (DJ Pain1)
Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta
die
Let’s go all out
We gotta live it up (up up up up)
Champagne in my cup (cup cup cup cup)
DJ turn it up (up up up up)
Bring me back 2 life,
display
That island love
When I land
I can't by-stand
Imma move
Lockdown the dance
Make the waistline groove
DJ resume
Bring the big boy tunes
I'm a grown
it, bet I got it
If I don't bet all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay up out my business
Ball 'til I fall, flossin' til I'm finished
I just go, get It
Yes
Tony Toni Tone
And DJ Quick
You didn't think we could flip it on yo ass, huh?
Something for the dance floor
In a real way
It's going
Yes
Tony Toni Tone
And DJ Quick
You didn't think we could flip it on yo ass, huh?
Something for the dance floor
In a real way
It's going
Discuss these gotta get it by dj luis Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In