Lyrics:
Daper daddy dealing with your case
Rappers get inches daddy sticky stains on my fende-a
Niggas drop, had the biggest drug by us in the block
You ever
lane and goin' the speed limit
Get out the way
And it's been a pleasure, and I'm your boy
DJ Azul
"If I could only figure out how to do all this without
to step with this
DJ plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by
Imagine me wit' the heat that's made by solar
It gets stronger every time I hold a
Microphone, check the tone to get started
The line for the microphone
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said,
Imagine me wit' the heat that's made by solar
It gets stronger every time I hold a
Microphone, check the tone to get started
The line for the microphone
'Cause he's not with you today
You know you can't run away
He's gonna need you someday
So hold your head high when he passes you by
You know he's your guy
to get your head wrapped
Skull shot, bald spot
You'll never grow ya dreads back
Yo this nigga dead Smack
Don't stop the fight
If you Hulk Hogan leg drop
The fame, fame
Lady Gaga dJ Vice
Summerboy
One, two, three
Nowhere yeah, we’re goin' nowhere fast
Maybe this time
I’ll be yours, you’ll be mine
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
born and raised in the county of Dade (ah)
born and raised, born born and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
DJ Khaled!
When I
born and raised in the county of Dade (ah)
born and raised, born born and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
DJ Khaled!
When I
to hustle
I spit shit to make you clench up your sphincter muscle
Polly'n, while cool cats hold the walls
I perform whether it's hot out or cold as balls
Raw
werepe eh DJs just dey scratch
I might be missing lectures but I still got class [whoa]
I'm living for the minute cos nobody knows the hour
Bone your
a screw driver
Master Ace is flipping
Your grip is slipping, it's time I start stripping
Young ladies and the titles that hold 'em
I treat 'em like
Leave with everybody mans when you that dance (Right)
You ain't even see that dance (Naw)
Hold on I'ma be right back
I'ma go tell the DJ don't play that
why you neXt to me
Follow these orders like recipes
So I can rest to these
Get my head straight
Cause your head straight
Babygirl you my world and your
wifi
Shawty got the buns for my meat like it's five guys
Let me serenade your window like a drive through, drive by
And the world won't treat you right,
say, In the future I say, in the future I say
All of the d.j.s surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
getting your head bust
Verbally rappers don't worry me I'm holding my own
Like a drug when I steal them leave them fuck high and stoned
That boy Z-Ro
son I know I am
I'm sorry mom I couldn't be a fucking man
I'm sorry mom I could never be there
To hug you or hold you or show you I care
Look at all
AGHH.....AGHHH
Prince: Jeff! Jeff! ..........Jeff, answer me, Jeff!
Freddy: I'm your D.J. now, Princy...HA HA HA
Hardwired for this shit, one-two, one-two
Holla at me
Yessir, right back at your ass
I still got it
Haha, Dave East, Big Snoop Dogg, DJ Drama
recognize real skill recognize skill
You can never ever drop me
Hold your head up high
Ask what not why
Don't you know that your fly
Now drop it like its hot
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