't know but I like it If you ask the DJ On Monday I'll buy it "What tune is this?" My neighbours won't like it So if you'll ask the DJ On Monday I'll
't know but I like it If you ask the DJ On Monday I'll buy it "What tune is this? " My neighbours won't like it So if you'll ask the DJ On Monday I'll
Vertaling: Mr Hudson. Vraag het aan de Dj.
[Dj Khaled] Ayo Game, what they do boy It's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6?s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard
[DJ] It's Miley Cyrus, teen pop sensation!! We go on the danceflo' tonight [Verse 1] I don't have nobody with me now, So baby, am I right or wrong? I
, what more could you ask? But then came remixes, scratching and cuts Which was too much for many, drove some DJ's nuts But the DJ named Glove
trippin' Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty Motherfuck the bullshit talk - where the money? Years ago, a friend of me ask me to
1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3 I'm the emcee called Ice-T That's DJ Evil E Islam creates the beats You girls look so sexy I wish you all were up here with me You
Thanks to jhsantos@sol.com.br for these lyrics. That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats 1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T You girls look so
Know 'bout this DJ' in here, E Yeah, as for all the DJ's out there Y'all can suck my dick too, twice Yeah, I'm dedicatin? this record To all the DJ'
and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other word, go ask
I ain't stupid, I know what the truth be You was up chilling with Yeezy last week You nasty, admit you nasty Trying to act classy, ask for a glass, please Grab a glass and get what? Ask
beat, I know killers in the street Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit Trying to ask
now you're back for more Your song's the same Leave me with all the blame I don't have time for another game I don't wanna dance So don't you ask me,
Girl, the way you're movin' got me in a trance DJ turn me up, ladies this yo' jam I'ma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants Then I'ma throw this money
, I'm layin' [DJ Paul:] DJ Paul, this the truth, 110 approval I ride for you girl just be there to pour my Ramen Noodles That's all I ask Christina,
chicks be chickens Fuck 'bout the cluck! Cluck! Eve ain't trippin' Most dudes is okay, half of the rest ain't Talkin' 'bout what they wanna do, reality they can't Ask