Paul George - DJ Keeps Playing (Blackout Remix) lyrics

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Paul George - DJ Keeps Playing (Blackout Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Black Rob and Canibus] (Black Rob) You got Michele DJ Keep Playin' Part 2, the Blackout mix! Get us on, Daddy! (Canibus) Yo, we in the club-scene, a regular hangout spot for unclean Women in tight jeans, who ain't queen Chicken-heads, who should be home, taking care of their eggs Instead, they're always in the club, flirting with men (Black Rob) When Black Rob come through it's like [ ] the First Since I'm rollin' with Canibus in this booth it's even worse We here to get your openings [ ] We ain't joking, always slaying this rap flow But you don't want it broken (Canibus) Yo no more drinks for you (Black Rob) And no smokin' Try it against me and I give you a token (Canibus and Black Rob) 'Cause we the type of brothers that can't be stopped No matter what we got a beat that's hot [Hook: Yvette Michele] DJ keep playin' and playin' and playin,' get the music on And on and on and on DJ keep playin' and playin' that song Let the music go on [Verse 1: Yvette Michele] Turntable mixer You my favorite DJ in the world When I'm on the dance floor Your music makes me a freaky girl, oh, oh The way you make me feel I can't deny your beats are so fly I'll meet you in the DJ booth So I can feel it more Keep on playing [Hook] [Verse 2: Yvette Michele] You be checkin' me While my body's moving on the floor, oh, oh We're keeping eye contact Baby, you know I'll be back for more, oh, oh Check one, check two You know what to do You got my body so hot Making love to my mind As you watch me shake it (Shake that a** girl, you got so freaky wet) DJ keep playin' and playin' that song [Bridge] (Black Rob) Yeah, Black Rob about to attack 9,000 boomin' watts Sound system state of the art Rhymes so lit I could flow in the dark Get these [ ] Any time Black Rob give a grammy You know Fed Ex is hot jammin' So old man, he can't stand it You know who the champ is Better believe I'm layin' on you panties (Canibus) Yo Turn your mic on, listen to this intelligent life form Cla**ical, international icons I say rhymes without flaw, display effect without cause People stand, and watch in awe Metaphors leap from jaws, in the form of Dominique Dawes Competing for the platinum, medal award You rocking with the world's finest, rappers Ghetto fabulous, miraculous, so hot we acidic I invite all challengers, take a crack at us And whoever front, will get hit with something disastrous Got to give props to Philly, ‘cause that's the state Known for having ill DJ's and cheese steaks [Outro] (Canibus) And we out, and we out no doubt It's the Blackout Brothers blackin' out (Black Rob) And we out!