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Play That Beat Mr. DJ

Freestylers

Electro Science

2000

on the street
Play it for the Whiz Kid
Just play that beat

Play that beat
Why don't you play it for me?
Switch the mix mister D.J
(Girls singing - repeats

Will you save it for me
No don't take it from me
Go get naked for me
Will you shake it for me
Will you shake it for me
Will you shake it for me
Will

while forever keep gettin nearer
Baby said my hips don't lie like she shakira, girl, I know yo lips do only a fool would tip you, brothers keep gossipers

what I'm faced with
That's why I always leave the function when I peep they stayin'
My anxiety and depression don't mix with the fakeness
Waking up

a crime
That Bonnie and Clyde that shit I’ll let slide
Two clips I let fly my bitch down to ride
Don’t dip unless i dip by her side
So don’t you tell a lie

Let's pretend that we both don't know
Bout' the love we had or how we grew close
I guess it just goes to show
I loved hard but you couldn't love me

When gripped by the mind; oh no!
Two worlds collide and show that the very true high;
Let Go! Or be ripped by the mind
One trip from behind
They take

inside you
While people swimmin' by you

You grippin' my back
Are you bout to come I know you finna lie
Hold up, I go hard, I go hard
I'm the dumbest

Your

homies and we straight
Yo, five plus seven, you plus them hips
Don't got a lot of time, tryna be up in ya mix, it go
Nine to five, or eleven to six, I've

the illest
I just wanna show myself while at the littest
But most of ya'll bitches ain't even competin'
My hands on my hip while she suck on that semen
My

place

There's nothing in the world that is stronger than black fear. My whole personality's destroyed by Black fear. Mix that with the fear of failing

a whole meal
I just wanna get down 
Ain’t no big deal 
Sip the lean
I don’t think it’s what I what I mean

I just wanna get up outta here
Drop it down, show

I've been waitin on the day I could finally say
That I don't worry bout bills so I constantly pray
but what that does

That's only part of the day

the scars you left behind
I never show
And I would lie
If I said I don't miss you
I can't sleep at night because
I'm thinking bout you
My pillow reminds me

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

A Complete Introduction to Sugar Hill Records

2010

I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,

Vegas

Bad Meets Evil

Shady XV

2014

got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre

And that’s a ,, what its take metaphor 
Step five embrace the soul ties 
The spirit walks the spirit don’t lie 
Give back to those who said hi 
A piece

and runtz Ima mix it 

Verse 1: 
Slide down the ave I hop out take a picture, just gelato and runtz ima mix it 
Learning yo body don't need no descriptions

of the pre-scripted
Just been inflicted wit
Imperial hip hop shit that I was gifted wit
I don't want no ice cream lovin
It's too cold for me
All in order like it's

mix Indica with Sativa
Yeah, I roll up and I get high
I told baby don't be shy
She wanna party with me and my guys
Wanna hop on the plane take this

Steady on pace, that's no lie,  he ain't one of dem, make room when he come by
Always on point like bullseye, ten toes down to the code that I die by

for me but for you I'm gon ride
You not waiting in line for the show
Girl you be by my side
Rap for yo ass on the stage
Show them it's love, not a lie

to be b.a.m
By any means
There's no lie b.a.m keep it tight b.a.m
By any means
Left right left right left right left right left
We gonna show you tonight

Reality TV really a room full of writers
Crafting storylines with CGI sparks flying to add to the excitement
According to the script, love and hip hop don't