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Dj Balloon

handcuff Your in a cage and this groove will bound you People in the club like bars around you The doors open up and the people are boarding Here are the prisoners the DJ

[Kool G. Rap] The last time I caught a body it was recent Gimme a HK, four banana clips, and I'll take on a precinct Yeah, the murder rate is on the rise

[DJ] It's Miley Cyrus, teen pop sensation!! We go on the danceflo' tonight [Verse 1] I don't have nobody with me now, So baby, am I right or wrong? I

poke his face like Gaga But mama says forgive, so I give him that bar like a Mars then let him live The missing saga continues, ranting While my DJ's

ask the DJ On Monday I'll buy it "What tune is this?" My neighbours won't like it So don't, don't darling leave Roll down the steps for the annual ball

s that, I don't know boy, femme fatales Sniff, sniff, cries, I done slayed your whole entire fucking life Oh oh, you got some Epson Salt I done balled

Dancin', dancin' Dancin', dancin' Dancin', dancin' Dancin' I feel like the DJ is my bodyguard You see the way he keeps me safe with the treble and that

? Make the music that the people can't ignore See how we do this thing dog? Here we go again Dre and Bombshell, don't you love how we blend? Radio stations, DJ

niggas with they names across the wall/ Some really took a fall and lost it all, but we gon' show 'em, we gon' keep it for my nigga; We gon' ball for