Lyrics:
It’s DJ-Z!
With the beautiful Lady P
North West represent, aye, ah
See I been looking for the one, strings attached, with the fun
Rather put you
assassinate a comedian
Who might as well be a jerk, get it
See what I did there
This is a rap song you know I can't do it by myself
None of us can
So it is my
drive around and see the world
And learn to love a little better if you get cold you can wear my sweater
You be the dj and I'll just drive until
eyes
Baby girl damn you bad, how you sleep well at night (So fine)
Dripping Chanel, Louis V by her side, independent as hell
She a, she a freak, she
the course you'll be forever winning with no remorse I'll be for ever sinning
Forgive us Lord we need disciplining Jesus fed the hungry I feed the citizens
deep RIP
Let's get it started black eyed peas
Take care of the least of these
The least of me
Call DJ Khaled cause I've got the keys
Sheesh
If I'm not
up an excuse
I can't believe that, I've been here defying the rules
ay DJ run it back run it back now
if it's JZAC they ain't got enough of that now
Missing out on a good time
Maybe in a round or two I'll get the nerve to ask her for try
On second thought though
Just look at her go
get that shit out my face
I'm only in it for the thrill of the ride though
Till the destination ain't never patient not high now but I'll be there soon
It's DJ-Z!
With the beautiful Lady P
North West represent, aye, ah
See I been looking for the one, strings attached, with the fun
Rather put you
This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay?
Okay, eh?
Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo!
Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo,
Lace up your sneakers, show off with your speakers
Now, raise up your glass, make sure it's twelve centilitres
Blao, salute the dj when the crowd's off
guess
Yes, that's why I stay until A.M. making hits that ought a be subbed
Ought a be dubbed one of the best
I'm ill, every D.J. who real should bang it,
catch that pussy at McDonald's, I'm payin' McDouble to get 'em
I don't care if he make it, nigga, I'll still give you ten-thousand if you hit 'em
I
pressed (yeah)
I need the nigga wit' the most, can't settle for no less (hell nah)
I'm not the bitch to be yo' peace, I'll have you in distress
Don't
fresh seal
I deserve vacation by the coast
Opps against me leave em by the door
Need a spanish mommy that's a 10
That'll pull up on me at 9
Or 8
pick
Me and Alicia catching up
On her arithmetic
Line verses chap
Need some cap stick
Buzzard must’ve been inspired by DJ Quik
I bought Mary Jane
she work, nobody sees it
The memories are vivid, in the car we get to screaming
Oddly therapeutic, all emotions are forgiven
While she go to church, I'm
I select
Can be a higher threat then a man in a private jet
Flyin by ya set goin dumb fast,
Since Pun passed I ain't found an MC to admire yet
My
niger work your kingdom
Money by the millons, money by the hours
Drugs in the bathtub, money in the shower
Check it early riser, of bang louder
Arouse ya,
And I don't hate people by
Race color or creed to put it simple
I'm just hatin' every motherfuckin'
Thing that breathes and I'm so raw
I make everything
si baby doll get in my carucha, u've heard about me and they told u to be trucha.
Otra vez como la ves da same story, a rumor started by a girl
the sound of the ocean sings
I tremble in confusion, I wake up
I think to myself: Could this be true?
Seconds went by and I noticed you
Don't give up, get
I ain't tryin' to walk into an empty house
And end up on the couch by myself no
And I ain't tryin' to be starin' at the t.v. feelin' hungry
With
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