Letras
Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man
One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this place
Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy
Punks betta cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me
Blame me, for keepin her runny eyed rainy
Ladies used to hate me, now they comin out they panties
Girls on the jock (Check), pocket full of socks (Check)
Got a fat knots (Check), somethin gone squat (Yeah)
Down, ducka-ducka, down, down for the block? (yes)
Tryin' to be hot, but you flop
When you shot to the top but you not, Dwam!
I ain't never seen so much green
Than when I seen when my team hit the scene (Ja)
It must be a dream (Ja)
Hit the stage, everybody holla
Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows, fo' a bigga' dolla?
Father, I don't wanna leave nobody too blessed (Ja)
Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do best (Ja)
You finna' see me in the TV with a few guest (Ja)
We 'bout to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, 'bout to bubble
'Bout to bubble, baby
'Bout to bubble, baby
'Bout to bubble, baby
We got ya, lady
And drinkin', and smokin', and humpin', and likin' it
And drinkin', and smokin', and humpin', and likin' it
Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin' (Ja)
All around the world, busy with the bass hittin' (Ja)
We ain't come for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin' (Ja)
When we through rockin the shows, man we chase kittens
J's on my feet (check), car full of beat (check)
Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat (yea)
Frown, you can make us all Clown in the street (yes)
Gimme the beat and we leakin, no mercy for the haters that weep
On to the next (Ja), Minnesota to the Netherlands
Veterans, caravans, gettin' chedder man (Ja)
Round the world in a day (Ja), off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay (Ja)