Lyrics:
immigrants
Putting in that work, this ain't no coincidence
If you need a music video call Mood Infinite
One day we gon get there (true)
Office on the Forbes
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
Yeah DJ Khaled
Mean mug music
Waka Flocka
Ace Hoood
This gon' fuck the streets up
This gon' fuck the club up
Police kick my door in shawty
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy Pete.
Dangerous music is what you hear.
This last joint we gon' call Conversations
Original produced by DJ Pain, big up bro
So when I sat down to write this joint
I thought about all
y'all, get busy y'all
Yeah I got my home boy Big O
From The Real Untouchables in the motherfuckin' house
And he gon' kick some shit on the motherfuckin'
This is, this is
Doing what I gotta do
What up though?
We the best music
I guess I'm on my Don shit
What that mean?
I'mma go
DJ Khaled
B-Boy for life
Never woulda thought, yo pass the mic
We wrote our names in blood
Coated in Krylon
And so the DJ spins it on and on
Born in 1993
His
Inspired by true crimes
It's not a game, it's nothing to play with
Turn it off then come back the next day
It's here to stay struggle that is
I'm so
to get by
Well the P.D.'s they won't play the record
They're too worried about that book
And the D.J's they all hate the song
But they're in love with
That's right Bob
I'm at the scene of the murder
Which we now have reason to believe was racially moti-
And the number one hottest music video of the week
Century
Tell me do I look like a desperate man
Champagne and flowers in my hand
I don't know her, she don't know me
She's my video date, she's my
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
was recording the album:
Cherry Bomb! The album!
I had a show New Year's 2015
And I haven't came out with music in a while
Damn, finally, you gonna
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
you want from me? I got pistols for da haters,
Ya fam will be in black like the playin' for da Raiders,
And ya music isn't favored, and DJ's they neva
on me, Makaveli
Girl, you got me speeding, yeah, yeah
Doing two-forty on Lekki-Epe (DJ Vyrusky)
With the top down no do gra, gra
You'd be drinking
mind
So if you want to get bent in a big-o way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray
[DJ Quik]
Now the party started jumpin and the music got loud
A hand
a fuckin' "10"
My peers know I'm gonna win.
This music's like my first crush, for years I wanted in
I'm here. Oh boy will you taste the wrath
I'm a make
only Skepta in the music game
Call out my name, call out my name
Call out my name batty boy, call out my name
My name's Junior, Junior, Junior, Junior
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
"Straight up yo this girl is absolutely perfect"
"Yoyo we got 105 in the sky
We got Dj Peach fuzz
That's me
You know
Roman to my left Dionn to my
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