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Daft Punk Is Dead (Data Punk) · Daft Punk Is Playing at My House (LCD Soundsystem) · Daft Punk Is Playing at My House (LCD Soundsystem) · Discovered: As Sampled by Daft Punk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daft [Japan Bonus Track] (The Art of Noise) · Dic. Nii. Lan. Daft. Erd. Ark [Deluxe Edition] (D:A:D) · Daft Wild Sparkling Strawberry Soda (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daft [Bonus Tracks] (The Art of Noise) · Daft (The Art of Noise) · Dic.Nii.Lan.Daft.Erd.Ark (D:A:D) – and 90 other albums »


(Remix!) now get, jiggy with it (Remix!)
Now get, jiggy with it, (Remix!!) now get, jiggy with it, (jiggy with it)
(Now gonna and 2 step) (ay, ay!)

4,
(Remix!) now get, jiggy with it (Remix!)
Now get, jiggy with it, (Remix!!) now get, jiggy with it, (jiggy with it)
(Now gonna and 2 step) (ay, ay!)

4,
pay a band to get by you
Young nigga, I do not tie shoes
I really don't give a fuck
I'll drop that nut on her butt
Young nigga nasty as fuck
Chrome
mother's blood crawl 

Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes 

And where you get a jacket from God above knows 

It's lucky for me lad
mother's blood crawl 

Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes 

And where you get a jacket from God above knows 

It's lucky for me lad
comin' wit' better throwaway rhymes
Then every one of your keepers, punks (punks!)
Do you listen at all?
It's fools that's winnin battles bought by
you're just a bitch
Supported by your girlfriend the witch
You're lucky she's around for you
She's save your ass, you leech you shrew
You pay her back by
pick up my feet
I'm the center of attraction by staying off the streets"
And I want love
Get some funk and get some fun
Punks like fun
Punks like
you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh
what chu niggas say " I bring the funk where you stay"
You can't handle this scandalous nigga raised by the streets
live and die by the heat and all i
street
He's damn lucky he didn't get caught
Fell asleep on night with a lit cigarette
As he tried to drink away his pain
When a fireman doused his
Beefheart started up his first band. 
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime." 
I was there. 
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
Treatin niggaz dumb, as I drink my rum
I'm a mad man, I get respect with the Tec
Put punks in check, Shug's on the set
I'm the one with the game,
Beefheart started up his first band. 
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime." 
I was there. 
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
Beefheart started up his first band. 
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime." 
I was there. 
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my
Amy
Post turbo, bout to get that bitch painty
Lucky Luciana a.k.a. Piano man, used to play with keys
3 or 4 peas, purpose sack luch, oxis
These ol'
It's ya boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this
The Roc is in the building, yeah (It's the remix yo)
Kanye is in the building
(Yo, the monster don is
punk rock Juliet, they remind me of two =
People I'm trying to forget, I can hear their sweet nothings on the =
Wind, as I hurry to get by, diverting my
Reggae-punk-hop will never get tired 

Bring in Adam the Townkrier- Fire! 

Right up in ya, as we continue 

To move the groove that in the end is gonna win ya
punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this mother fucking drunk.

I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johnny's taking heads off,
let 'em run
Hurry up and catch 'em
You grab an arm I grab an arm let's pull 'till we stretch 'em
Play pussy, get fucked
Means you're better off dead
I
my sock
When my glock get hot you punk niggas better leave the block

Yeah, Freddie Foxx on a rampage
Every time I touch the mic the police is
on spitter

A renegade with my blade watch you get cut up
Sucker ass punk, you used to get beat up 
Type of dude that'll smoke your weed up and eat up
in the audience ever get hit by a car?)
(No more no less)
(How high's the water, mama?)
(No more no less)
(How high's the water, mama?)
(No more

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