go dj lyrics

You bitches barely getting started, we been past go Swear to God that your man wanna squeeze on that Say my name, no need for introduction, ah Take a look at me then look at you, what you wanna do? You bitches barely getting started, we been past go All I ever did, bitch, was did it big All my bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go You can tell that we here to function, ah Say my name, no need for introduction, ah Win or fail, always up to somethin' [Verse 2] You can tell that we here to function, ah Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit We so strong, feel it all up in your cardiac Grown ups in between, children and babies, Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again, Dès maintenant C'est ton garçon, t'as entendu, de retour, Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard, Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you, Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh, Avec nous Weezy, on lève le pied du micro gars fais ce que t'as à faire, t'as entendu, So what I want yall out there to do for me is say this, Mesdames et messieurs, ce que vous avez ici a été fait pour àvous, Courtoisie du jeune homme, du jeune Carter et le grand homme Mannie Fresh, Donc, ce que je veux que vous fassiez tous ici c'est de dire ça pour moi, Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun, I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy, Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit, Pow, one to the head now you know he dead, Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game. You bitches barely getting started, we been past go We work the crowd, make 'em do whatever we say We work the crowd, make 'em do whatever we say That's my DJ All my bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Catch me everywhere the fuckin' party at Go DJ Lyrics: Go DJ / That's my DJ / We work the crowd, make 'em do whatever we say / Throw your hands up / Shake that ass, hoe / You bitches barely getting started, we been past go / My bitches Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ Courtoisie du jeune homme, du jeune Carter et le grand homme Mannie Fresh Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my Donc, ce que je veux … If this money there, I'm a part of that Yup Real bitch, rare breed, yeah, I brought it back Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the tummy, busting a tommy Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit Pow, one to the head now you know he dead I'm just tryna smoke my weed wit' no interruptions, yeah, yeah Shake that ass, hoe Shake that ass, hoe Now I got the shit locked up like I [?] / Back again, DJ Mannie Fresh, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh / Yeah, Fre-re- Go DJ Win or fail, always up to somethin' We work the crowd, make 'em do whatever we say All my bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go My bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go [Chorus] Dites vas-y DJ, pare que c'est mon parce que c'est mon. Throw it back till the meat on that, ah All I ever knew is I'm sick as flu My bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names, Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang, Un meurtre l'un après l'autre, le plus chaud nigga(black) sous le soleil, Put some water on the track, Fresh for all this flame, Je viens de sous le ventre, je défonce un tommy, Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain, Ou alors viens d'en dessous de tes vêtements, ton coffre et la force de tes bras, Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane, Pow, un qui voulait être au sommet maintenant vous savez qu'il est mort, That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy, Maintenant, tu sais que je joue ça, comme un pro à l'oeuvre, Maintenant mieux encore un vétéran d'un Temple de la renommée, 18 how I'm livin young'n show that Bentley, Je connais la médecine, je suis meilleur que tous les grands noms, Ay son Cash Money Records mec, un des gangs sans foi ni loi, Mets un peu d'eau sur la piste, frais pour toute sa flamme, Portes un casque lorsque tu le cognes mec et fais gaf à ton cerveau, Parce que faut faire attention aux coulées et aux spasmes ils rendent fou, Ce n'est même pas un but putain qui arrivera à en faire de la pâte mec, Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my cuz that's my, 18 ans, je suis jeune et montre ma Bentley, Voler ma Pa afin que vous sachiez qui est en moi, J'ai mon mentor il ne faut pas y aller avec moi, Et j'avance comme la Coupe dans le trafic, A l'heure de pointe le toit de la Bentley est absent, Ta chienne/salope présente l'esprit de la musique qui hurle, And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic, Et elle continue à demander comment ça va se passer si c'est du plastique, I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she sat back and cut the Carter back, Je lui dis que tu vois un mec courir, elle a répondu et a coupé le Carter derrière, Ay Big Mike they betta step theys authority up, Ay Big Mike ils devraient mettre leur pouvoir en place, Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns, Avant de le faire au fils d'un sergent, j'ai eu des fusils militaires, You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking, Vous les blacks sans jamais faire du mal aux jeunes, vole wizzy mes adversaires fait, j'ai fini de parler, And I aint just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump, Et je ne fait que commencer, je couru la ville comme Diddy ton idiot, I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch, Je vole à côté d'un fouet étranger, sur la commande de puissance avec un modèle " de pute osseuse", Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit, Paire de faux seins ses cheveux sont longs et sa merde, à son string et merde, Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go, Eh Bien allons-y et tenons-nous en à ça, oh allons-y, Accroche-toi laisse-moi frapper l'émoussé, Leave em outside of your door I'm your trash man, I'm steady lightin up the hash and ridin in my jag, Sooner or later I'll cut it now the blades in yo ass, While the homie here tryna get paid in advance, I'm stayin on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustler, Play me or play wit me then I'm gonna find your mother, Niggas wanna eat cuz they aint ate nothin, But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard, So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leavin out, In your residence with Rugers to your dome, Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke, This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this. Tell me what you think, [?] All my bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go. Throw your hands up That's my DJ Throw your hands up Go DJ My bitches go, go, go, go, go, go, go Shake that ass, hoe [Chorus] Go DJ [Chorus] Throw your hands up Give a fuck less what you think of that Go DJ Lyrics: The blunt still burnin', the clock still turnin' / The waist keep winin' while her ass keep twerkin' / The DJ's on my team, I'm certain the DJ's on my team / Can I get a "Go DJ, go That's my DJ [Verse 1] Go DJ Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah / Grown-ups, in between, children and babies / Right about now is your boy, ya heard?

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