Pu**y Djane
演唱:Guenta K、Shaun BakerP**sy DJane (Mr.Da-Nos Remix) - Guenta K/Shaun Baker/Ski & Real DJanes
P**sy djane
P**sy djane
P**sy djane
Love lick my uh
Love lick my ah ah
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it real good
Let me be your b*tch
Treat me like a dog
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it push it push it
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
DJ rock that a**
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a**
DJ DJ
D d d d d d J
P**sy djane
They they they go
Tryna make that mornin' flow
Tits made from silicone
You ain't got no talent no
Born naked in this biz
You don't know what DJ is
Just because you show some a**
That's the way you get more gigs
If it wasn't for your name
Then you wouldn't have no fame
Short skirts and high heel
But you're still no DJ
Magazines they love your picture
And the radios do the same
But the people in the club
Think your a** is just lame
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
P**sy djane
Ha
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
DJ rock that a**
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
Love lick my uh
Love lick my ah ah
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it real good
Let me be your b*tch
Treat me like a dog
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it push it push it
D d d d d d d d d
P**sy djane
Glamour chick
Take your moves and talent list
Paint the board
That's what it is
S*x sales and use a b*tch
Need to stay about the club
Let the real djs get some
Party people know what's up
And they know you got no what
DJ got no staying alone
They gon take your a** home
If you need a DJ
Gotta love a bobby clone
This song goes out
To my real djs
Keep on rockin' and forget those known yes
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
P**sy djane
P**sy djane
P**sy djane
Love lick my uh
Love lick my ah ah
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it real good
Let me be your b*tch
Treat me like a dog
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it push it push it
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
DJ rock that a**
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a** a**
A** a** a**
DJ DJ
D d d d d d J
P**sy djane
They they they go
Tryna make that mornin' flow
Tits made from silicone
You ain't got no talent no
Born naked in this biz
You don't know what DJ is
Just because you show some a**
That's the way you get more gigs
If it wasn't for your name
Then you wouldn't have no fame
Short skirts and high heel
But you're still no DJ
Magazines they love your picture
And the radios do the same
But the people in the club
Think your a** is just lame
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
P**sy djane
Ha
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
DJ rock that a**
DJ spin that record
Make 'em all
Rock that a**
Love lick my uh
Love lick my ah ah
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it real good
Let me be your b*tch
Treat me like a dog
Help me
Hit me
Kiss me
And push it push it push it
D d d d d d d d d
P**sy djane
Glamour chick
Take your moves and talent list
Paint the board
That's what it is
S*x sales and use a b*tch
Need to stay about the club
Let the real djs get some
Party people know what's up
And they know you got no what
DJ got no staying alone
They gon take your a** home
If you need a DJ
Gotta love a bobby clone
This song goes out
To my real djs
Keep on rockin' and forget those known yes
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
P**sy djane
Ha
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
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