Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune), artist - Jay-Z. Date of issue: 21.11.2010
Song language: English
D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune) |
| La da da da… |
| Hey, hey, hey, goodbye… (Good riddance!) |
| Hold up… |
| Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen |
| No I.D. |
| on the track let the story begin… |
| Begin… |
| Begin |
| This is anti-Auto-Tune, death of the ringtone |
| This ain’t for iTunes, this ain’t for sing-alongs |
| This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde |
| Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song |
| Wrong, this ain’t politically correct (uhh!) |
| This might offend my political connects (uhh!) |
| My raps don’t have melodies |
| This should make niggas wanna go and commit felonies (uhh!) |
| Get your chain tooken |
| I may do it myself, I’m so Brooklyn (Uhh!) |
| I know we facing a recession |
| But the music y’all making gon' make it the Great Depression (uhh!) |
| All your lack of aggression |
| Put your skirt back down, grow a set, men (uhh, uhh!) |
| Nigga this shit violent |
| This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence |
| La da da da… |
| Hey, hey, hey, goodbye… |
| Only nigga to re-write history without a pen |
| No I.D. |
| on the track let the story begin… |
| Begin… |
| Begin |
| Hold up… |
| This ain’t a number one record (uhh!) |
| This is practically assault with a deadly weapon (uhh!) |
| I made this just for Flex and… Mister Cee |
| I want niggas to feel threatened (uhh!) |
| Stop your bloodclot crying |
| The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying |
| You niggas' jeans too tight |
| Your colors too bright, your voice too light (That's too far, nigga!) (uhh, uhh! |
| I might wear black for a year straight (uhh!) |
| I might bring back Versace shades (uhh!) |
| This ain’t for Z100 |
| Ye told me to kill y’all to keep it 100 (uhh!) |
| This is for Hot 9−7 |
| This shit for Clue, for Khaled, for we the bestin… (uhh!) |
| Nigga this shit violent |
| This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence |
| La da da da… |
| Hey, hey, hey, goodbye… |
| Only nigga to re-write history without a pen |
| No I.D. |
| on the track let the story begin… |
| Begin… |
| Begin |
| Hold up… |
| Hold up, this shit need a verse from Jeezy… Ay! |
| I might send this to the mixtape Weezy |
| Get somebody from BMF to talk on this |
| Get this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it (uhh!) |
| Get 3 Thou' to style on this |
| I just don’t need nobody to smile on this (uhh!) |
| You niggas singin' too much |
| Get back to rap, you T-Pain'n too much (uhh, uhh!) |
| I’m a multi-millionaire |
| So how is it I’m still the hardest nigga here (uhh!) |
| I don’t be in the project hallway |
| Talkin' 'bout how I be in the projects all day (uhh!) |
| That sound stupid to me |
| If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me (uhh, uhh!) |
| Nigga, just get violent |
| This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence |
| La da da da… |
| Hey, hey, hey, goodbye… |