Lil Wayne – Go DJ

Grammy Award winning American rapper and songwriter, Lil Wayne jumps out with another new sound titled “Go DJ”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Tha Carter” was officially released on 1 January 2004.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Grown-ups, in between, children and babies

Right about now is your boy, you heard?

Back again, DJ Mannie Fresh, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh

Yeah, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh

Fre-re-re-re-Fresh, Fre-re-re-re-Fresh

 

Go DJ that’s my DJ

Go DJ that’s my DJ

Go DJ that’s my DJ

Go DJ yeah, well Weezy Wee

 

Step up to the mic, dude, do what you do, you heard?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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

 

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that’s my DJ

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that’s my DJ

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

So “Go DJ” ’cause that my, ’cause that my

 

Murder 101, the hottest nigga under the sun

I come from under the Tommy busting a Tommy

You come from under your garments, your 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, it’s Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang

Put some water on the track, Fresh, for all this flame

Wear a helmet when you bang it, man, and guard your brain

‘Cause the flow is spazmatic, what they call insane

That ain’t even my motherfucking aim, I gets dough, boy

And you already know that pimping

18, how I’m living? Younging, show that Bentley

Stunner my Pa, so you know that’s in me

Gotti my mentor, so don’t go there with me, oh!

(Let me hit the blunt first)

 

Go DJ ’cause that’s my DJ

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(This is Tha Carter, oh)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

So “Go DJ” ’cause that my, ’cause that my

(These niggas is hilarious)

Go DJ ’cause that my DJ

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(This is Tha Carter, blap)

Go DJ ’cause that my DJ

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(Put your binoculars on, try to see me)

‘Cause that my, uh, that my

Let’s go

 

And I move like the coupe through traffic

Rush hour, GT Bent’, roof is absent

Your bitch present with the music blasting

And she keep asking, “How it shoot if it’s plastic?”

I tell her, “You’ll see if your boy run up”

She sat back and cut Tha Carter back up, uh, for sure

Ay, Big Mike, they better step theirs authority up

Before they step to a sergeant’s son, I got army guns

You niggas never harming Young

Fly Wizzy, my opponent’s done, I’m done talking (shut up)

And I ain’t just begun

I been running my city like Diddy, you chump

I fly by you in a foreign whip

On the throttle, with a model-bony bitch, pair of phony tits

Her hair is long as shit, to her thong and shit

Well, here we go, so hold on to this

 

Now let’s go

Hold on, let me hit the blunt again

So, go

Y’all say it with me this time

This is the, this is the, this is the

This is the, this is the, this is the

This is Tha Carter, oh

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ (That my DJ, Mannie Fresh)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ (Uh, that my DJ)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(These niggas so mad at me right now, Fresh)

Say go DJ, ’cause that my, ’cause that my, ’cause that my

(Guess what though, guess what?)

 

Birdman, put them niggas in the trash can

Leave ’em outside of your door, I’m your trash man

I’m steady lighting up the hash, and, riding in my Jag

You will need a gas mask, man

You snakes, stop hiding in the grass

Sooner or later I’ll cut it, now the blade’s in your ass

You homo niggas getting AIDS in the ass

While the homie here tryna get paid in advance

I’m staying on my grizzy, I’m a bona fide hustler

Play me or play with me, then I’m gonna find your mother

Niggas wanna eat, ’cause they ain’t ate nothing

But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard

So I’ma walk into the restaurant alone

Leaving out, leaving behind just residue and bones

In your residence with Rugers to your dome

Like, “Where the fuck you holding the coke?”

Holding your throat, choke

 

So, go

So, go

This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this

Y’all say it with me

This is Tha Carter, oh

 

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(And that my DJ)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(Mannie, Mannie Fresh, yes, that’s my DJ)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(And this Tha Carter)

Say “Go DJ” ’cause that my DJ

(Call me if you’re fucking with me)

Go DJ