Smoother and smoother And you don't stop It's a mellow madness in the summer time Females outside, enjoyin' the sunshine Kickin' it live with the knob on ten Good food
want to test (Come and test) You can bet that I'm a eat them all day (fuck food) 850 what I represent, Tallahome, Florida president Me and DJ Khaled got
swing bassed up the hoochie If you sample George Clint', you praise crazed Bootsy or the J.R., Texas kids with the hee-haw And the DJ kids cut {*scratch
spittin', before label execs was bullshittin' Way back when aunty Leann aunt Mimi And aunt Jackie was babysitting Before food was bitten, consumed through
day Phone off heat off loan shark spaghetti no meat balls At least yall can eat y'all can feel my pain When a cloudy day feel my rain No food no drink
the windows down, get rid of the cop I'm in the hood like boots on niggaz cars Gats on niggaz waist, you couldn't even tell that we stars Break down food
all deceivin' us It's time to believe in us To believe in a hip-hop lifestyle that agrees with us No squeeze or bust, bo, bo, you find ease with us The DJ
! [Chorus] A good time, a good vibe, and a house with a court Good life, good wife, a little food for thought I need (I need) food, clothes, and a whip
really give a fuck 'Cause Most he be mega Copped the Play Station but still play the Sega And in the PJ's I DJ and blow amps Bad as shrimp stampy with the food
fuck If I was a balloon I'd be like.... If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, point 103 If I was a richie
take it in my face? Question... where were you at the time of tha fat shoelaces When the hell was really raised Huh, I know every face.. writers, breakers, dj
take it in my face? question... where were you at the time of tha fat shoelaces when the hell was really raised huh, I know every face.. writers, breakers, dj
I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) Can I kill it (hell naw) [DJ
, admire my leather Your girl get wetter, touchin' my custom made chains Your lip gloss on my Italian sweater I know you hate me already, go debate me with Freddie DJ
my meat back, now think back, you sing on four track Your mother's callin', for WIC checks, she soundin' wack I bought your first food, high class,
tracks -- high-beam with the fog rays International capital, checks cashed in full Damage your hood, natural, spend grands for goods Traditional niggaz know -- scream on these players like Dj
wheels so pricey I'm wearin Nike from my head to my feet Baguettes on my teeth carvette candy peach with DVD's I'm watchin Scary Movie 2 Jammin DJ Screw
[DJ Khaled] Diaz Brothers DJ Khaled I rep my city Dade County, let's go! [Trick Daddy] Dade County stand up right now All the from Carol City to