Lyrics:
World (DJ Scream)
Where's Dolph?
(Dolph) Where the hell is Dolph? (Dolph)
Last month I got so high
I went to Pluto and got lost
Welcome back, Dolph party
She took a double barrel twelve gauge buck shot to her alarm clock
She'll kill that George Strait baby blue with one shot.
She was a cussin'
'Int'a ll'armadio, Luis Vuitton e Gucci
Testa 'a fore, fumma solo blue cheese
Quanno 'a chiude mette adinto duje g
N''a dà a nisciuno però è na bitch
on my bigger stash
I see it play by play waiting on that perfect pass
Rushing to the goal line step swift rush fast
It's like the business this music
Shit,
Mickey Sun
Lou Bloodshots
DJ Birdie
M1
E-Dub, Motherfucker
You don't wanna mess with these brothers
Sheeeet
Bitch
I'm comin' through stuntin
Said "if you really want to dance boy I'll tell you where you can start"
Start by ordering me a couple of shots
And a whiskey and coke on the rocks
That
Dziś zajęty trasą koncertową
Droga jeszcze długa
Dalej przed siebie
Nie pierwszy i ostatni raz przychodzi taki czas
Że się odchodzi tylko po to by
It's hard to make it
Gettin' harder every day
It's Hell tryin to make it
When you're doin it by yourself
It's Hell payin taxes
When there's no
(Dj Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)
Man
Sheesh, man
Uh, damn
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy (good job, sheesh)
See how I'm coming,
head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use
Maybach
DJ Khaled!
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I
I'm gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record
I want my jockey to play
Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta
[Chorus]
[DJ Paul]
yeah, aww shit they shine them blues up on my candy
they said somebody done dropped the dime but these
playa hatas can stand me
and now
bang-bang
MC's and DJ's (2x)
[ VERSE 2: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Block parties jam-packed, the first time I heard rap
And deejays spinnin breakbeats back
These
LEFT EARPHONE
London Left side so live
Oh my you know I love you
My only lonely London blues
Suede Blue shoes
I took the tube when It wasn't full
Hi you, yes you, eyes blue, I’m new
High school, fly shoes, young shmoo, debut
Hi you, yes you, eyes blue, I’m new
High school, fly shoes, young
blues blues blues blues blues
Step on Fire
burning all you slip liares
tell me 呢度有无鸡味
punk shit crushed by my Tires
Do it，raise your hands，put your
Fatal shit like Lu cane
Lu cane
Playing shit like 2k
Bouta Make a movie like blue ray
Bout to get the guap by Tuesday
Tuesday
April first no fools day
Nigga I gotta get
Cutthroat
Nigga I gotta get
Cutthroat
Big blue bands
I want those
Alexander wang
Gotta cop those
Filled that bitch with lots
Davis Absolute the Body
You see they judge me by the
Words I won't exchange with dummies
I would never give the pearls to swine
Now they try to take
Was this in them trees
These are the things
They held me vision
Seein' more things
Me and DJ Paul
We got the hook off
We gon' stee
We gon' play
I had wet dreams about the cash
I swear I had Mandelas in my Luis V
Diamonds on me yeah them pieces dancing
I even saw all my haters applauding
Rose
shouldered their rifles and faced their eyes forward. And their uniforms, red and blue, looked really splendid…
(Hans Christian Andersen, The Tin Soldiers)
hair can't be nappy!"
Blonde and blue-eyed, or dark-skinned half a G
A disease, created by leprosy
Don't speak of bleach, bend them to right
Say,
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