Lyrics:
get a trip probably lil mami call her Bonnie rap a brick properly disk jockey “Hann “
I’m a spin his block like im a catch that man it’s on sight
I’m
out di Rosetti
(Zetti) yes
Watch how she Duked up in a Daisy
Look how she wine it up and grind it up tasty
Yo disc jockey play somethin for me
Hey
it puckered and blew a bubble
Getting toppy on the quick cause I'm a bottom bitch jockey
She dark, and sweet, I call her teriyaki
There's Spanish up in
to rock your body
The way edey bounce
I'm seeing that it's a fatty
Dancing with your paddy
But ebe you got the honey
Yah!
Spin on this jockey
Forget your
nigga you got hub caps.
I ain’t jockey on no bitch. I let them do what they do. You not relating to the paper
Ain’t relating to you
No hand to hand
Watch me turn these tables Like a record
And Disc jockey my style
And spin the fuck out
I'm spun the fuck out
Get the fuck down
Before I shoot
you in a fight, yeah bitch probably
Spin your head right round like a disc jockey
And my game too cold, call it ice hockey
Big Salami on the track, got
bam bam
Be my drummer boy rap apapa pompom
Ride it like a jockey
Me a real bad gal
Tip a Hennessy and a shot white rum
Lay down pan mi back boy try make
You pop then I rock
You last I'm first
My words proverbs to reverbs and disk jockeys
Sweat ya it's no pressure but I betcha
Coming to get you niggas
get too cocky
Walk up in da club and see these dudes look like jockeys
Tryna to be cool that they playing some hockey
Yea I'm good to drive I had
Brrrbeng!!
u a de jockey suh me wah yuh ride it body look good suh u nuh fe hide it mi done maths it out suh mi a divide it hold on pon mi private...
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Hallows eat a Nigga like the beast from Milwaukee
I'm gon turn the tables like I'm disc jockey
We slide fast, with ice like it's hockey
He threw shade, now
corriendo La Costa
El señor de los mares me dicen el Poseidon
La marea esta alta cuidao con tu Embarcación
La baby es una jockey sube y baja la Misión
Y
i pollici, io giro dischi Jockey Disc
Con sti rapper finti flow dai fori
Glory hole mode on con le vostre bitches (Bitches)
Questo beat suona come
mosquis
Me metí para la disco y sin jockey
Pásate para acá unos smocking para enrolarlo
Este flow titánico tú no puedes cargarlo
Se ve de lejitos Papi que
on Get Down
Slip and slide get down
Anyone remember midtown
A dollar entry had a waffle flippin
Had my solids with me, right before Otaku was a jockey, he
yeah, they Frozen like Olaf and 'em
I got the people watching, hypnotize 'em like a pendulum
Yeah, ain't got no disc but I'm a jockey
I fastened up my
the cut if you still go with the grain
Been a desk jockey zombie someone stop me with a headshot
Make a little money just to lose it on the next drop
the jerk, drinking more than teriyaki
Like a cyclist, mix with a jockey
You know what's gonna happen when them all mix it like it
jockey
I'm not even being cockey
Got that old school and I slide it in straight floppy
I'm not a battle rapper
If I was I wouldn't flop see
I put that
Smacking on this bitch ass yea im on her back just like a jockey
Got a lil money now I act a lil bit more damn cocky
Fuck only way we do it now is if she
steaks, cheh, ton toit il est tout fin le mien il est massique, on drop bilan Carbon positif et classiques dans ton casque et tes disque jockey, laine
jockey
J'ai pas changé je reste un iench qui voudrait tout croquer
cprès c't'album y'a plus grand chose qui aura l'droit d'vous choquer
cpprend qu'mes
she foxy
With that body
Know she got me
Cheerleading
I'm her jockey
Like this flow
So you can't stop me
Humble man
With her I'm cocky
All my Gucci
I'll
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