Lyrics:
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
as planned I ain't stop
Father stretch my hands I'm not Chris Rock
Won't go down without a fight why you let me down
Outta town again tonight you don't come
the rock
Bro I been there and done that back when I was thirteen
Long term relationships and girls that are kind frisky
Everywhere we go to
When we roll
afford to cop
A couple of dem thangs for your girl to rock
When we stepping in the door we killing ?em
Let the heads know we ain't feeling them
on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called
Who wan come try, dis-respect
De mother yon chop upon dis head (chop man)
Mother knows every style, oh-wayyy ohh
The champagne drink, rock-n-roll
on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night
And, uh,
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
with the Byrdgang know I Fly High
At your girl spot yeah she told me stop by
Already got it I don’t need the Wi-Fi
I already got it don't need the Wi-Fi
)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night
And, uh,
like my boy Saint Nick
Cranberry mix with the great goo spiff
Put it in the air, nigga light that shit
Baby girl bring a few friends back
You fuckin with
to introduce to you, Ad Rock
Ad Rock in the house, you don't stop
It's the B-E-A-S-T-I-E B-O-Y-S with the most finesse
Don't mean to be crude, don't mean
to introduce to you, Ad Rock
Ad Rock in the house, you don't stop
It's the B-E-A-S-T-I-E B-O-Y-S with the most finesse
Don't mean to be crude, don't mean
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
on my hip line
Ready to rock and roll off my style
Gun a nigga down then I
Stroll off i don't do
The shooting my niggas will drop the load off
(The Goons)
rap)
MC Thebes
Stop, oh yeah, let your bandaged body rock
Move it side to side, stretch up reach down
Though I am the best dancer with the pharaoh's
a broken faucet the way the drip stop less
My girl calling wanting sex on me
Hunching her good before she go to work
Yeah I do it like Nike
Send all
and stare when I roll by
Niggas hate me and I don't know why (why)
'Cause I've spent half my life in the sky (come on)
And I buy the things that you wanna
to care for
She don't care no more
Swagger unpretendable profited presentable
Whip it up I can make stretch that's extendable
Got that white girl
Make sure to bring a friend
Ohh ohh
She wanna see how a nigga dive up in it
Ohh ohh
She gon crip walk by the time in finished
Roll out my ride is
the goat
They see how we fly on the channel though
I love when she spice up camera roll
My bitch badder than I get it
Pockets getting fatter ain’t it no
And I rock this till I'm grey and old
And I've got you with me so let's roll
Like a used steelo pad that's sitting in my hand
Man it still feels
)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
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