Lil Keke, Z-Ro - Mr. D.J. lyrics
[Lil Keke, Z-Ro - Mr. D.J. lyrics]
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 dJ
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
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
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 dJ
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
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