Lyrics:
DJ's scratch the test presses
Like make it mo hot baby
Turn it up, I want to hear it real loud, just
Turn it up, so we can party in the loft, baby
Pick your position and play out your part
From the revolutionary to the conservative
You might have noticed us
It's proletarian, this the people's party
Her heart beatin' by the racin' but we gotta pace it
Sit on my face, that pussy wet like she fresh out the lake and
I milked this place, I beat
dick in your asshole you tryna hide it
You need to come out the closet
No I ain't homophobic
But nigga I'm gon' expose it
Stop it, Dizaster you sweet
Well I'm looking at you, from the corner of my eye, I can see it now, you're stepping so high and dry, I'm posted in the club watching ladies, go by
the perfect beat (Seeking for the perfect beat)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
Now in this world of music,
the perfect beat (Seeking for the perfect beat)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
Now in this world of music,
out of place
When I walk up in the party, D.J. turn it up
You see my people getting rowdy, D.J. turn it up
You see me grinding on this shawty, D.J. turn
pretty don't you ,forget it girl
Bring that ass over here you know I'm with it girl
Yea, we still party when the club close
Popping shots to the head no
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
let's bring the heat
There aren't nothing to it (holiday)
Just got to do it (every day)
You got to own it, own it
Party to the beat of your own drum
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
security
He grabbed me up and said, "Yo, I just kicked out your friend
And I don't want to see you and him around here ever again trying out"
Oh, party
(Seeking for the perfect beat)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
Now in this world of music, there are many
lawyer, get him quick
Spent eighty grand to beat a case
I whip it like my purple whip (whip it)
I call a hit like Sosa did
Them killas blitz your
is Elephant Man and Rihanna
Can I hear you say, "Turn it up"
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Turn it up Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ (come on)
Can
good drank & even molly
Party Party Party
We going have a party
We going turn it up we going have a party
I got what you want come on to my party
I
I'm about to turn it up
I'm about to turn it up
We just wanna party
Yeah
So we just gone party
Aye
We just wanna party
So we just gone party
Yeah
We
We up in this party
Don’t know how it started
But things are getting naughty
You don’t gotta tell your man
Just vibe to the beat
Don’t be scared
Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
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