GO D.J. - UNLV

GO DJ, THATS MY DJ GO DJ, THATS MY DJ DON’T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES, AND GUNS

GO DJ, THATS MY DJ I WALK IN THE CLUB EVERYTHING GOT STILL

MOUTH PIECE ON SHINE OUTFIT ON KILL

BUT STILL I PRECEED TO MAKE MY WAY TO THA BACK

BCUZ I HEARD THATS WHERE ALL THE HAPPENINS AT

I SAID HEY DJ WON’T U PLAY THAT SONG

CUZ I HEARD ITS GONNA MAKE THEM LADIES SHO THEY THONG

TRYNA HAVE A LIL CLEAN FUN BUCKIN AND WILDIN

«DRINKS ON THA HOUSE"BUT THEY GOTTA BE LONG ISLAND

TRYIN TO COMPOSE MYSELF

BUT THE MUSIC BROUGHT IT OUT ME REPRESENTIN THE MELPH

WE GOT 2 TURNTABLES AND A MICROPHONE

AINT NOBODY GOIN HOME TILL THE DJS GONE

1200S IS THE WEAPONS WALLFLOWERS NOT ALLOWED

U GOTTA KEEP A LIL PEP IN YOUR STEPPIN

U CAN HOLLA FOR YOUR HOOD TURN THA MUSIC UP LOUD

WE ALL DIFFERENT BUT ITS STILL ALL GOOD

THE PARTIES GOIN DOWN AND THE WOMEN IS CRUNK

MY DJ IN THA BACK BUMPIN NOTHIN BUT FUNK

I’M SMOKED OUT IN THA FRONT BUT IM FEELIN THA BEAT

DJ DJ MAKE EM TWERK FOR ME

MIX IT UP NIGGA WHAT AND HE OFF THE CHAIN

HE CUT THE RECORD LIKE A NIGGA BE CUTTIN COCAINE

SLOW IT DOWN SPEED IT UP ITS WHATEVER U LIKE

GOT MY DJ ON THA TABLE AND HES KEEPIN IT HYPE

HE GOT EM SHOWIN THEY THONGS

HE GOT EM TAKIN IT OFF

HE GOT THEM HOES BOOTY BOPIN ACKIN A DOG

SO JUST PLUCK YA FINGAS AND MOVE TO THIS

ITS GETTIN FUNKY IN THIS B***H CUZ MY DJS THA S**T

SHAKE A BREAST, SHAKE A LEG, SHAKE YA A** OR SOMETHIN'

GIVE EM PROPS STOP STUNTIN IF YOU AIN’T BOUT NOTHIN

CATCH THE WALL, CATCH THA FLOOR, BABY CATCH THA CUT

ITS MY DJ ON THE WHEELS AND HE’S RIPPIN IT UP DONT U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES, AND GUNS

AND THA MUSIC SOUND BETTA IF YA SMOKIN A BLUNT

NOW MAKE EM WIGGLE WIGGLE, AND MAKE EM JIGGLE JIGGLE

GET TO CUTTING AND SCRATCHING AND U MIGHT MAKE EM TWERK A LIL

ALL I NEED IS SOME HENN AND SOME UPTOWN WEED

MY DJ IN THA BACK SUPPLYING THA BEATS

SOME NICE SOUND EVERYBODY’S COMIN ROUND TODAY

SO THEY CAN SHAKE THEY A** TO WHAT MY DJ PLAY

DONT START NO S**T WON’T B NO S**T,

DUMB B***H WASTE A DRINK ON MY BRAND NEW FIT

BUT I AINT MAD AT YA BABY CUZ A PIMP DONT CRY

AND BESIDES THAT A NIGGA STILL LOOK SO FLY

GO DJ DO YA THANG WHOA

MAKE EM WOBBLE FAST NOW MAKE EM POP SLOW

YOU GOT EM PUSSY POPIN YOU GOT EM BOOTY BOPIN

YOU GOT MY NIGGAS BUCK NOW GET YA HANDS UP