And uh, get some better rhymes We got the gang set so don't complain yet Twenty-four seven never begging for a raincheck Old school soldiers passing
Play that fuckin' track! Play that fuckin' track! Limp Bizkit, DMX Redman, it's right y'all, Method Man and we just keep on rollin' baby. Are you
must be the music That makes me feel I'm 3 years old It must be the music I was standing there alone looking like a innocent school girl Until my favorite, favorite song
Many lovers has come and many lovers have gone Similar to an old fashion song (A thousand years from now) (We'll be still puttin' it down, my baby) You
trees but mileage on my feet 'Cause I been climbin' to the peak and runnin' from the bullshit I'm tired of hearin' the same songs, who told the DJ,
need DJ play that song for me (Look there ain't no doubt just what I wanna do) Time is right In the mood stepping with the old school Let's get let
I'll take you back to 1969 Let's hit the city of freedom like old times It's getting dirty underneath the blue sky Imagine you and me counting the butterflies
DJ, ay DJ, ay DJ, play that song for her Ay DJ, ay DJ, ay DJ, play that song for her Ay DJ, ay DJ, ay DJ, play that song for her DJ play that song for
fearless, angry, sick MC?s Don?t like Christine?s or Britney?s Lala?s or Tinky Winky?s And this one strictly for pick these? Old school afro, dry white
Ayo, before I start this song man I just want to thank everybody for being so patient And baring with me over these last couple of years While I figure
don't know what it means And the music make her wanna be the story And the story was whatever was the song, what it was Rollergirl don't worry DJ play
Banned for life from the institute of fame Radio 1 a million listeners can't be wrong Switching off not switching on So ya don't wanna play me song, on
my handbag Dr. Dre Last night a DJ fucked your man yeah Last night a DJ fucked your man yeah We were at it all night long, and then he heard this song
yo, I like to bite Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong You got to admit, it's a new type of song Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and
't know) MC's (They don't know) MC's (What I know) DJ's (They don't know) DJ's (They don't know) DJ's (They don't know) DJ's (What I know) You see,
' for the DJ to, let your body rock (Put it down for y'all) So I can show you just what I got 'Cuz they let me chasing (incomprehensible) Through the same old song
