et moi Que jamais personne ne puisse eteindre ta voix Musique Eternelle a mon c?ur Musique J'veux d'la musique tout le temps Du passe au present J'veux d
) West Coast (Get XXX'd) East Coast (Get XXX'd) Midwest (Get XXX'd) Down South (Get XXX'd) West Coast (Get XXX'd) East Coast (Get XXX'd) Midwest (Get XXX'd
on her I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards Up the ave I zip, nigga trying to have shit I'm your average, ghetto nigga turned maverick You'd
D.J. Let's, let's go This mystery needed to quickly be solved 'Cause there were kids involved Friday and Saturday nights had no songs Why, because the D.J
Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Oh, mister D.J., I wonder why You don't play much blues anymore Ohh, mister D.J., I kept on wondering why You don't play much blues anymore I don't know
I got a cold, cold feeling, seems like ice all around my heart I got a cold, cold feeling, seems like ice all around my heart You know I'm gonna hurt
Early this morning I saw my baby makin' love to the garbage man Early this morning Saw my baby makin' love to the garbage man The little girl know
Oh, have you heard the news? Baby, there is good rockin' in here tonight Oh, have you heard the news? Baby, there is good rockin' in here tonight Oh,
Jump jump here Jump jump there You jump jump jump Everywhere When you mellow down easy Mellow down easy Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow
people Sucker D.J.'s are really crazy clowns Clowns, cold clockin' clowns When will they learn that they had [incomprehensible] by the pounds Pounds, cold clockin pounds? Sucker D.J
her "Hello" She knew then that he made it there alright Then she'd say a little prayer He'd be safe for he was there And she'd wait up for him again
Ya dirty dollars huh, yours truly I know ya'll been waitin' for it and it's about time ain't it What I'ma need ya'll to do, since I got what you want
DJ RED WHATS UP NIGGA {CHORUS} GO DJ, THATS MY DJ GO DJ, THATS MY DJ DON'T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES,AND GUNS GO DJ, THATS MY DJ {REPEAT 2xS} VERSE
seems to take over me So I move side to side an it's something inside that controls me As I walk to the D.J and I say Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
at night Oh all of the D.J.'s surely have taken a lesson Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson Enough D.J.'s come - enough, enough
I'm gettin' up when my next door neighbor's Turnin' off the late show and hittin' the hay I've got to sign on the radio station I'm what's known as a
baby we keep rocking Cause baby we keep rocking We don't stop cause baby we keep rocking Cause baby we keep rocking This is for the radio Mr. D.J Me
