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let me see them hands
Throw them all the way up
Like I'm DJ Khaled, put 'em all the way up
Make a west side, throw it all the way up
They looking

way shorty want me either way
I don't ever miss I been on the money chase
And I know they getting pissed got designer on my waist
Ima put you

This shit's special
DJ Khaled!

And if I cry two tears for her
That will be the most that I would give to her
She left me stranded in my nightmares

My shine is serious, a born star (don't stop)
These other niggas ain't on par
Who want spar? I got war scars (who want spar?)
Two AR's and four

I don't want no gold
Round my neck
I want baguettes
Three big choppas call em
Ed, Edd, and Eddy
You don't want no war
Lil nigga I been ready
Pistol

hard, I win, Dj Khaled (khaled)
Homies ain't with it
Until I'll be trending
Girls give me no minutes (no)
Fuck relationships, fuck committed
Staying

that's okay, I'll be in heaven with my queen, Rei Ayanami
DJ Khaled's got nothing on this beat, Slouch is the goat, and I'm beating my meat
(Oh shit,

Dr king to stop and
Leave he then removed the breathing tube
And held a pillow over
His head that's what they don't
Want you to know, But F them

understandin’
We play bass!

[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives

doesn't reach no minus
And time goes by so quickly, that's why I grind, I'm trying to stay timeless
There's no debate if I'm next
They don't want me to stay

Kush smoke in my lungs
Tattoos on my neck and on my arms
I can tell by the way she look, huh-huh, she want some
She ask me what's my name,

This the takeover, Ivy meek Milly, DJ Khaled
Let's go

I've seen good girls turn bad
For the love of that cash
Used to ride Impala and now
200 all

I make great songs while they pay malls
Don't see through walls, just jaws
They got some glass chins, yeah they marks
I want backends with no farts

Breakin' Bread

DJ Hi-Tek

Funky Good Time: the Anthology

1995

[Donte]
I struggle more in tug-of-war, writin rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law
As a testament it

Miami Boys

Trick Daddy

International Takeover, Vol. 1

2013

the bottom
We got them things 
Straight war uncut
All right dog, Miami we're been slept on
Keep snooping if you want to
And find your mother try to wake

Khaled, though
I'm surrounded by bodies like I'm chillin' in the Catacombs (haha)
Niggas want me dead, I got thirty and bought me a castle, ho (yeah)

the racks
Bending and breaking her back
Dj Khaled, I am the BEST
Bending and swerving these corners on niggas
Watch how I lane switch it
Getting money must be

stalking my page man, they watching my stories
If war what they want, I'ma shoot like I'm Horry
I said we a duo, you Rick and I'm Morty
I'll give you my

you the art of war
The common sense y'all be having no more
I Don't care if I get technical 9 different times
Imma sound strange every other rhyme
Bring

the streets I rose up
Granny angels watch me rest, keep me covered like a vest

DJ Khaled, we the best, to the top, you just a guest
Paper chasin', I can't

couldn't prevail
From were I'm standing life looks better 
Im standing ten toes from the jungle 
Like Dj Khaled they ain't believed in us 
But God did 
cnd

of themselves, they're truthfully smugs
Lazy people wanna complain about a little daisy not growin' but won't ever give water, even a tittle's crazy
Don't waste

404 like DJ Khaled, bitch, we the best music
Ain't no one believe in us, so we had to go do it
They say we don't go hard, so we had to go improve it

P-Puff pass ya new nigga so mid grade
Thought since I left you little Tory going insane (nah)
No Dj Khaled but you went and got yourself played
Out