Lil' Wayne - Go D.J. (featuring Mannie Fresh) Lyrics

Mannie Fresh talking

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
DJ Mannie
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh

Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, yea
Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

Lil Wayne talking

Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

Hook

Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my

Lil Wayne

Murder one on one, the hottest n**** under the sun
I come from under the tummy, bustin' a tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his frame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain
Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane
That ain't even a muthaf***** aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimpin'
18 how I'm livin' young'n show that Bentley
Stunna my Pa so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit me

Hook

Repeat X2

Lil Wayne

And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit the music blastin'
And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic
I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she said back and cut the Carter back
Up, oh fa sho
Ay Big Mike they betta step thangs its already up
Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You n***** never harmin' young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking
And I ain't just begun, I been runnin' my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony b****
Paraphony tips, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go

Lil Wayne talking

Hold on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the Carter

Hook X1

Lil Wayne

Birdman put them n***** in a trash can
Leave em outside of your door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lightin' another hash and ridin in my jag
You will need a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hidin in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it knock the blades in yo ass
You homo n***** getting Aids in the ass
While the homie here tryna get paid in advance
I'm stayin' on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit me then I'm goin find your mother
N***** wanna eat cuz they ain't ate nothin'
But n***** wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leavin' out
Leavin behind just residue and bones
In your residents with Rugers to your dome
Like where the f*** you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke

This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this
This is the Carter

Hook X1

Go DJ, DJ, DJ

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