Lyrics:
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
shit on the map
And finally get they fuckin' snaps
Broke off like it was supposed to be done
Niggas sayin' they weak due to
The fact that one
Nigga
maybe we are weird
Maybe this music is weird and maybe the clubs are overrated
If you're in to house music, DJ seems like a natural path to follow
that was short
Right then Eiht passed me the smoke
Chillin much hard, and the phone start ringin
I was buzzin and it looked like the house was swingin
I
Dj Drama
Fuck it
I done seen it all with these two eyes
Hoes dogs like blue eyes, I mean blue nose
Who she fucking on who knows
Baby mamas I don't
rappin'-ass niggas wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggas see me with that dough by eight o'clock
the safe house looking like a warehouse
If you run up in it then its slaughter house
Harlem shake make ya body rock
I'm smoking gas that’s by the ounce
Pack
12:45 in the morning
I see something out there calling
In the light, sharp delight, buzzing on the banner
Like a lighthouse not a house mouse
So I go
on, I love it (I love it)
One more time, I like it (I like it)
Come on, I love it (I love it) Ha!
All the fellas in the house if ya wanna break
I'm plugged like an outlet
I'm feeling good I might be here all night I
Wear ice on my neck
And Chanel on my waist
I'm surrounded by more water than
on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
A lotta scars on my back, get tattoos all around
Hundred dead
I'll keep it a grand
Know it's the mvmt like drewski and em
Envy it plays ain't talking Dj
Dont sing a soul if caught in the play
Keep it 100 I'll keep
and the front, no front I need
Two different ones
Switch the house up I got
Two different ones
Switch the style up I got
Two different ones
Two different ones
Two
Tell the DJ better bump me next like (whoa)
(Spend it) get your hands out of the pot (c'mon)
'Cause I really don't wanna have to reroute what I got
At first they forgot about me like I aint 100 had you niggas runnin round the lobby
I heard they being lying about it know a nigga comin up
Rather be all by myself and not kick it with people
12 AM in ATL, the sequel (yes sir, yes sir)
Ridin' in the Maybach, we gon' hot box that
Hundreds sit
with Chris Martin my DJ
Not the white boy, but I'm down for the Coldplay
Forever stay violent, better stay silent
Hammers stay hummin'
Like strummin'
together for Grand Master Caz and Mellie Mel
Let me hear it back there, for Grand Master Caz and Mellie Mel
I'd like to pay my respects to Mr. Magic, DJ
[dat nigga daz]
5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95,
100, ready or not baby, here I come
Dat nigga daz struck
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
hey
The following is not a test, DJ!
I see the way you move and I picture you nude
Baby keep movin' that thing, baby keep movin' that thing
I
hey
The following is not a test, DJ!
I see the way you move and I picture you nude
Baby keep movin' that thing, baby keep movin' that thing
I
would have came at her something like this
[DJ Quik]
Yo, how would you like to spend sometime with DJ Quik, girl?
I know I'm better than good cause I
I was walkin' through Compton one night at like
Like two a.M. In the morning
I just left my girl house, I found out she was on some bullshit
You
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