Lyrics Fuckin' the DJ - Mykki Blanco, LE1F

Fuckin' the DJ

Check the system, get into the mix
Make you wanna run it back
Make you wanna scratch the itch
You see, me and Mykki burning rubber til your back aches
Yup.
You be catching no breaks
We gon' beez in the trap, we trap Bs
Fly and flexible that trapeze
No requests
But if you wanna spin this, we got the tricks up sleeves
Slave to the dance
Third eye open, body deep in a trance
My thighs so wet like I peed in my pants
Body high, body roll
Bully me if you can
It smells like sex and weed in this room
Club has zombies going dead in the
I took that molly, now I’m patting this dude
I give that good head monkey brain — Temple of Doom
Is you thinking, «Are we really gonna 3-way?»
Why allow them in the club?
The bouncers giving leeway
Bottle service bitches tryna throw mad shade
Bitches serving me the bottle, get the fuck out my face
Peace, peace, peace, peace, love, unity, respect
Yo, the homies got the acid and the weed on deck
This is local shit, what you know 'bout that?
Yo, damn this girl’s wilding, please keep her in check
Yo!
I love this song
This is good as it gets, let me fix my thong
Shake your ass to the left, you can do no wrong
Booty drop on the floor, yo this DJ’s bomb
Body banging like a gong, yeah you feel this groove?
Dancing all night long til my face can’t move
Speakers sound like a storm, it’s a bass typhoon
Sweat drip on the floor, now gimme some room
Coz tonight, I’m fucking the DJ
Tonight, I’m fucking the DJ
Coz tonight, I’m fucking the DJ
Tonight, I’m fucking the DJ…
Pop p-p-pop
Pussy pop the shots
Pop me a pill, watch it start to slow, pop
Kiss on my heel like you got a foot fetish
Spank on my booty til it 'bout to turn reddish
Jesus Cristo, what happened, yo?
Y’all fucked up coz my flow’s drugs, yo
Choke on my words it’s a verbal death sentence
Light you weak bitches up black pussies and incense