Lyrics:
a professional rhyme hoodlum
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed 'em
One-time can't lock me up, cause I elude 'em
And bubblegum rappers can't fade me
a professional rhyme hoodlum
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed 'em
One-time can't lock me up, cause I elude 'em
And bubblegum rappers can't fade me
my zone
You try me or something?
With no remorse, four door Porsche
New crib by the golf course, nigga
Back yard full of golf balls
Grandma crib use
infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is moving me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club!)
Oh, oh, evacuate
like getting hit by
Mike Tyson what about DJ hes the best of cool
Samba festival takes the best of you
Die one thousand deaths combination of buttons
ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
("You gotta use what you got
To get what you want")
Cool, I heat you up
up
You'd be amazed
All it takes is a dance floor
All it takes is a melody
One request to the DJ
Let the music be your remedy
All it takes is a dance
Do your dance, do your dance, do your dance quick, mama
Come on baby, tell me what's the word
Word up (up, up), everybody say
When you hear
DJ Play My Song
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : The system is pumping, the party is jumping
And all of that's
When you're broke, busted and disgusted
For you ain't got nowhere to sleep
I'm gonna find me a woman to stand by my side
'Cause I'm so tired
All by bitches teen and up (Nah, nah, nah)
This bitch ass all on me (Damn)
And ain't nobody searchin' us
We came one hundred deep (Nah uh, we on 'em)
, turn it up (DJ)
Mr. Lover (Mr. Lover)
Wicked undercover (Mr. Lover)
Your daytime lover (Mr. Lover)
I'll be your nighttime lover (Mr. Lover)
Weh
, turn it up (DJ)
Mr. Lover (Mr. Lover)
Wicked undercover (Mr. Lover)
Your daytime lover (Mr. Lover)
I'll be your nighttime lover (Mr. Lover)
Weh
the whole FTK
You know, Mr. Mike Love, Bulumaster, what up!
Can't forget, Veedaugh, DJ Pharus, Coops, DJ Timbuktu
K-scratch, The Base Man, Boogie Boy
Dj
Fuse is here to stay
Raw Fusion DJ, hey hey!
You say you're new to the style that's worth your while
Prepare to come follow me now
Money is givin'
use to, use to, I use to, use to
30 Glock on me and a bear really want it
Hoe you want it, yeah you want it
Pussy boy I know he flockin
Swisher blunts
LYRICS
VERSE 1
went through a patch in my life when everything was dark and gloomy
but when this song would come up on the radio i use to smile
went through a patch in my life when everything was dark and gloomy
but when this song would come up on the radio i use to smile and say
that
for you
Baby Amma
Stand by you ....
Baby this your love she no be wayo
Girl I no go lie, say na you I want ooo
Make you no go use me day play
light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me
Mama always tell me that im influent
Meh nuh save gyal Meh nuh Clark Kent
Pull up to the club already half bent
Meh no chat gal wey no have benz
Meh nuh
Now hear this crowd of people
I man well vex
And just have fe big up me chest
'Cause the Taxi Driver don't have no respect
Want I fe catch bus
the answer
In the trap house, call me DJ Tanner
Soundcloud Standards, Soundcloud Standards
Soundcloud Standards
It's a way of life
Turn up the during the day
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