| You know we steppin out trying to find the hottest spot
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| Where the girls is all 10's and the party don’t stop
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| You know the type of place where I can get shitfaced
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| Then slap behind the bar and start making the drinks
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| Where underground cuts bangin through the speakers
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| Walkin in the front door sportin dickies and sneakers
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| Hat to the front but its leaning to the side
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| Eyes bloodshot red cause you know I’m always high
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| You need to hurry up quick you need to hurry up quick (hurry!)
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| You need to spin this record everybody’s getting tipsy (let's go)
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| Dancefloors empty and all the hoes want to dance (I can’t dance to that!)
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| Keep playin the same song over and over cmon man
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| Next time I see you I’m gonna flip you a 12 inch (here you go!)
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| I’m gettin tired of the same ole song doin the 2-step (2-step?)
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| Come on dog, I mean Mr. super DJ top 40
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| Play this underground shit and watch the girls get dirty (so what!)
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| Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (I said uh) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (uh!) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| Till the amps start to clip
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| And yo records start to skip
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| (so uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh huh! I said uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh!) Hey DJ play this song
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| And watch the club pop to the early morn
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| D to the dash, sippin on a glass,
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| Hat to the side, always laying in the cut (uh)
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| Ya’ll know wassup, I’m all about a nice butt (beeeattch!)
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| Drinks, cash, good grass, some hoes I wanna fuck (ooooh)
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| So put this cut on dog and bang it loud
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| Ain’t DJ’s suppose to move the crowd?
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| Get the people off the pine cause it’s party party time
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| Plus I’m all buzzed up and yes im feelin feelin fine (yeeeah!)
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| You feelin feelin fine, yo so am I I been spittin so much game there’s this chick I’m blowin her mind
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| Hey yo bar tender (Aye yo bartenda!) let me get another shot (tipsy!)
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| Bring one (thaank you!) for the sexy lady next to me whose gettin all hot
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| Damn right yaba-daba! |
| that girl that’s on fire
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| Oh shit! |
| That’s the girl from The Flyer
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| I know that hoe and her name is wait a minute,
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| Aw fuck, can’t think must of been too drunk to finish (so what!)
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| Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (I said uh) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (uh!) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| Till the amps start to clip
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| And yo records start to skip
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| (so uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh huh! I said uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh!) Hey DJ play this song
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| And watch the club pop to the early morn
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| (aye yo) It’s getting hot up in here
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| There she go, over there, over where
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| Over here, look around, everywhere
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| Every corner every pocket
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| All the hoes all up on it
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| All the hoes always lookin
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| All the hoes always jockin (Hoooeees!)
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| All the hoes to all the all the hoes
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| To all the hoes that never trusted no hoes
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| To all the hoes that I see at my show
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| Tonight I leave dem hoes and I cant take no mo, HOE
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| Oh you didn’t know the status steppin in the buildin
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| We be gettin jock by every bitches to begin in From the first step out my car in the parking lot
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| All the way to the front door females non-stop
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| And they all bangin harder then a set of 12's
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| Plus they by themselves ass is healthy lookin well
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| It’s gonna be a good night I can smell it in the air
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| DJ all you gotta do is spin this cut right here (so what!)
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| Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (I said uh) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (uh!) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| Till the amps start to clip
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| And yo records start to skip
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| (so uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh huh! I said uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh!) Hey DJ play this song
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| And watch the club pop to the early morn
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| (so uh) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (I said uh) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| (uh!) Hey DJ spin dis shit
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| Till the amps start to clip
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| And yo records start to skip
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| (so uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh huh! I said uh) Hey DJ play this song
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| (uh!) Hey DJ play this song
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| And watch the club pop to the early morn |