Go Dj song by Lil Wayne from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Electro-Hop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Go Dj Meaning
| [[Intro: Mannie Fresh] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Grown-ups, in between, children and babies Right about now is your boy, ya heard? Back again, DJ Mannie Fresh, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh Yeah, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh Fre-re-re-re-Fresh, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh [Chorus: Mannie Fresh] Go DJ, that’s my DJ Go DJ, that’s my DJ Go DJ, that’s my DJ Go DJ, yeah, well Weezy Wee [Interlude: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne] Step up to the mic, dude, do what you do, ya heard? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ladies and gentlemen What you have here is brought to you courtesy of the young man Young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh So what I want y’all out there to do for me is Say this [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that’s my DJ Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that’s my DJ Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ So “Go DJ,” ’cause that my, ’cause that my , [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Murder 101, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the Tommy busting a Tommy You come from under ya garments, ya chest and ya arm hit Pow! One to the head, now you know he dead Now, you know I play it like a pro in the game Naw, better yet, a veteran, a hall of fame I got that medicine, I’m better than all the names Ayy, it’s Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang Put some water on the track, Fresh, for all this flame Wear a helmet when you bang it, man, and guard your brain ‘Cause the flow is spazmatic, what they call insane That ain’t even my motherfuckin’ aim, I gets dough, boy And you already know that pimpin’ 18, how I’m living? Youngin, show that Bentley Stunna my Pa, so you know that’s in me Gotti my mentor, so don’t go there with me, oh! (Let me hit the blunt first) [Chorus] Go DJ, ’cause that’s my DJ Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (This is Tha Carter, oh) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ So “Go DJ,” ’cause that my, ’cause that my (These niggas is hilarious) Go DJ, ’cause that my DJ Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (This is Tha Carter, blap) Go DJ, ’cause that my DJ Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (Put your binoculars on, try to see me) ‘Cause that my, uh, that my Let’s go , [Verse 2] And I move like the coupe through traffic Rush hour, GT Bent’, roof is absent Your bitch present with the music blastin’ And she keep askin’, “How it shoot if it’s plastic?” I tell her, “You’ll see if your boy run up” She sat back and cut Tha Carter back up, uh, fo’ sho’ Ay, Big Mike, they better step they’s authority up Before they step to a sergeant’s son, I got army guns You niggas never harmin’ Young Fly Wizzy, my opponent’s done, I’m done talkin’ (shut up) And I ain’t just begun I been runnin’ my city like Diddy, you chump I fly by you in a foreign whip On the throttle, with a model-bony bitch, pair of phony tits Her hair is long as shit, to her thong and shit Well, here we go, so hold on to this [Interlude] Now let’s go Hold on, let me hit the blunt again So, go Y’all say it with me this time This is the, this is the, this is the This is the, this is the, this is the This is Tha Carter, oh , [Chorus] Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (That my DJ, Mannie Fresh) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (Uh, that my DJ) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (These niggas so mad at me right now, Fresh) Say go DJ, ’cause that my, ’cause that my, ’cause that my (Guess what though, guess what?) [Verse 3] Birdman, put them niggas in a trash can Leave ’em outside of your door, I’m your trashman I’m steady lighting up the hash, and, riding in my Jag You will need a gas mask, man You snakes, stop hiding in the grass Sooner or later I’ll cut it, now the blade’s in your ass You homo niggas getting AIDS in the ass While the homie here tryna get paid in advance I’m staying on my grizzy, I’m a bona fide hustler Play me or play with me, then I’m gonna find your mother Niggas wanna eat, ’cause they ain’t ate nothin’ But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard So I’ma walk into the restaurant alone Leaving out, leaving behind just residue and bones In your residence with Rugers to your dome Like, “Where the fuck you holding the coke?” Holding your throat, choke [Interlude] So, go So, go This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this Y’all say it with me This is Tha Carter, oh [Chorus] Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (And that my DJ) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (Mannie, Mannie Fresh, yes, that’s my DJ) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (And this Tha Carter) Say “Go DJ,” ’cause that my DJ (Call me if you’re fuckin’ with me) Go DJ] |
