Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. D.j., artist - Lil Keke.
Date of issue: 11.02.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mr. D.j. |
It’s all gravy, we don’t stop cause baby we keep rocking |
Cause baby we keep rocking |
We don’t stop cause baby we keep rocking |
Cause baby we keep rocking |
This is for the radio Mr. D. J |
Me and the heavy rotation all damn day |
Mechanical boys is what the way to make a living |
Looking for love so turn it up and keep it spinning |
I’m the ghetto superstar from the city of H-Town |
Rugged smile to this prepare to bow down |
I thank the lord for giving a slice of the pie |
Cause that’s the M-O the N-E and don’t ask Y |
It might be different time zones connections and situations |
But what would this world be without a heavy rotation |
I turn it up, ain’t this a bitch, Hot 96 |
97−9, I’ma shine count down on time |
I’m in your city and state, and in your hood |
In your face once again forever it’s understood |
State to station, and we wrecking the radio |
We cooking the airwaves to Don and Z-Ro |
Too many haters be offending me |
I’m not gone let them get to me, Z-Ro forever meant to be |
So cold I’m a igloo cool up as hot as a fire |
And ain’t gone never retire, stay active like a live wire |
One of the Southside soldier from across the bricks to boulder |
We gone get you if we owe you, again I already told you |
Ready to roll the real, giving us something they gone feel baby |
No rotation but minorities blame me daily maybe |
I just might not stop because we keep on rocking |
Might be drought season round here but see we keep on clocking |
We done got our hands dirty now we resting them down |
Radio friendly got the whole listening now |
Went gold in two weeks, I’m on a spinless spree |
Cause it’s R-E-S-P-E-C-T for Lil Ke |
Now to garuntee, with the more satisfaction |
Sipping, smoking relaxing a player stay maxing |
What’s happening, they want to hear it back to back |
For the pimps in the back still dig us they push lacs |
For the niggas riding benz, the thugs that flip trucks |
Double deuces on them thangs popped up with new bump |
This the episode, where CMG crawling down |
Niggas clear the road, this whole thang gone explode |
Now do it live, and all the lyrics I be spitting it be Texas pride |
You know it’s world wide, so won’t you keep it crunk |
And energy bring it back but you can put this in your trunk |
The radio ain’t play enough you know that’s what they want |
And give it up, on the game, and I just don’t, and I just won’t nigga |
(Lil' Keke) |
We don’t stop cause baby we keep rocking |
Cause baby we keep rocking |
We don’t stop cause baby we keep rocking |
Cause baby we keep rocking |
Turn it up and keep it spinning till you kissing baby |
Personal time it turn to grind so I’m busy daily |
Out of my mind trying to shine like the sun in the sky |
It’s just because I want attention when I’m sliding by |
Medium heavy guess I’m ready to rotate like skittles |
The album Z-Ro up in this game, punk I’m not a beginner |
I’m a veteran, exceteran ain’t stopping a head rush |
When I’m letting my lead bust, you getting your head bust |
Verbally rappers don’t worry me I’m holding my own |
Like a drug when I steal them leave them fuck high and stoned |
That boy Z-Ro and Lil Ke, we be working the mouth piece |
When I throw this focus from up north they down to south east |
Mo City and Hershewood we hooked up to get paid |
Flipping a target dropping the musical bomb rolling deflate |
Is it the payola that they looking for |
Trying to keep me in the kitchen rather see me selling dope |