Lyrics:
Lahcamo gone i'm up next
Up all night ain't no rest
Mark the spot there's the chest
Dj Khaled we the best
With my brothers can't fold
Remember when niggas
Hand get calluses
Tryna eat something fatter than DJ Khaled is
Mind scrabble, dibble dabble, slam the gavel
Long travel roads, fucking hoes
Probably
off into a party with
A drink in my hand rocawear pants
But I ain't come here to dance
By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue?
Tell him I'm lookin' for
ova here hustlin', we ova here grindin'
You rap about money and nigga might sign ya
You rap about me and a nigga might find ya
Banana in ya ass with ya
twisted how can us hustlas maintain and relax
When these killas out here snitchin' bendin' conas fa cova'
Just remember tell my motha' I love her, I love
that's all, single, no more, no less"
That style was created by DJ KRS (Woy)
Offbeat got you out your seat (Woy)
When I created the style, they studied
the fake and there's the real and you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no
to a DJ Mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer,
on that
Brooklyn Nets, dressed in all-black, FN all-black, extendo on that
Lil Wayne and DJ Khaled
lyrics I'm armed
To let a sucker step up and get bombed
By a beat created by my producer
To break you out of the stuff that you're used to
This here is
style
dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince about to break out
yo fella lets go to the island
go to the island
himminahumani
himinahumini
my dj go by
Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We
If life give me lemons, I'ma do the most I'm grabbin' vodka, and I'ma give a toast
This for the hustlers grindin', tryin' to do the most
Lift up your
mistakes allowed
E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ Evil E
Doggin the deck like it's never been done before
You had enough? "MORE!"
Here we go, I'm about
love it here
I'm so sorry
Oh no is this another love song
Oh fuck how much have I done wrong
Oh no what did DJ Khaled say
This another one Alexey are you
Yeah, we got Khaled, the billi', Mr. Billi', yeah
DJ Khaled
I'm tryna love you like you 'posed to be loved (tryna love you like you 'posed to be
DJ's gettin' overpaid for airplay
Try to shut me down like ray, what I say?
Fuck your friends and may the best jam win
Here I go, there you go
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwin' up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With
ready to go
There were punk rockers reggae rockers all in a row
Windin' and a grindin' through the DJ show
The woman from the corner I was getting
up by a family, and that is all we need
So that we can be successful as we want to be
The future is in front of me so here is a taste
Of the future
try to switch into my
Lane then spin out it's all me from here out
[Repeat: x4]
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by
Makin' sure, stack some bricks in the trunk of your car for me
We live the lifestyle of ballers and stars and shit
And I'm out here grindin' to make sure
stay grindin' (yeah)
Im out here shinin' (lets go)
Cause I stay grindin' (yeah, yeah)
Imma grind for the money, shine with the riches
I do it for my
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