Lyrics:
"You ain't seen nothing yet"
(My DJ's name is Babu)
"After this jam, I really don't care"
(Uh, uh)
I been to, so many different places
I built with, so
Low lifers
We know what pride is
Pop two things to feel like I did
Lights at the back n front m-eyelids
Money up by shop
The cost of my bits
Low
Low lifers
We know what pride is
Pop two things to feel like I did
Lights at the back n front m-eyelids
Money up by shop
The cost of my bits
Low
Bring it, man, DJ Storm, aight
Yeah, ay yeah, boy, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boy, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boy, ah yeah, ah yeah, boy
DJ Storm, aight
You know
Bring it, man, DJ Storm, aight
Yeah, ay yeah, boy, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boy, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boy, ah yeah, ah yeah, boy
DJ Storm, aight
You know
me no no
Because I no get e motor
Dem dey used to hate me
All the same people don they hail me
All the marketers want to pay me
All the club DJs don
wordplay
Spit, darts, sharp like a DJ
Keep cuttin' 'em, I call 'em the butcher
See your bitch on the street, but I'ma push up
Bars, lines, verbal
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
alakoba
As I wake up today baba bless me
Make I enter igboro na the next thing
Take away ma go ma go wey dey stress me
Kin ma fresh kin ma lowo lowo na
and Joe Cooley
Who would ever thought the two would meet?
My DJs are so unique
Both them raised on the LA street
Nobody nowhere can hang with the mix
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
the bargon
Flash: Dj spin the disc n drop it let me get ma shine on
Chorus
I'mma wipe the slate clean
Wipe Wipe the slate clean
I'mma wipe the slate
didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince?
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world go round
And Uncle Luke showed
Makin' a play in the police face
They was like, "Man, he fresh"
I was like, "Go, DJ" (go)
When they played your new shit
I was like, "No, DJ" (no)
You
Tellin' it like it is, right about now D.J. Premier is in the
motherfuckin' house and shit, ya know what I'm sayin'? But yo,
yo Kris, run that
as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here's
like this
I'm Bad to the Bone
My flow go hard like a Platinum
I'm bad to the bone
When i roll down the street it be me emcee fresh
When i buzz like
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
rollin like a bicycle
Fresh like a virgn calculates like a math wiz
You think you're bad? I'ma show you what bad is
Microphone magician, it's the end when
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
Yeah one time for your mind
Two times for your soul
Yes y'all it's Mr. Act Now or Never and
Dj Jason Jump
It's that's boom bap hip hop
Do you know
bring it back to the one way
Niggas really hating on my Feng Shui
Hating on my dime piece hating on me frontways
Niggas really hating on my Dj
But i took
It's my duty
Check two fresh and fruity
Sweet like candy ass
Make a pass for the booty
I fantasize interludes
When I'm in the mood
See me in the nude
No
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