Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by Lil Wayne and this music is titled “Go DJ ft. Mannie Fresh”.
Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Tha Carter” And it was released in the year 2004.
Listen up below with the full lyrics.
Lil Wayne Go DJ Lyrics
[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown-ups, in between, children and babies
Right about now is your boy, ya 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
[Hook: Mannie 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
[Interlude: Mannie Fresh & Lil Wayne]
Step up to the mic, dude, do what you do, ya 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
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
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
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Murder 101, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the Tommy busting a Tommy
You come from under ya garments, ya chest and ya 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
Ayy, 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 motherfuckin’ aim, I gets dough, boy
And you already know that pimpin’
18, how I’m living? Youngin, show that Bentley
Stunna 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)
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
And I move like the coupe through traffic
Rush hour, GT Bent’, roof is absent
Your bitch present with the music blastin’
And she keep askin’, “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, fo’ sho’
Ay, Big Mike, they better step they’s authority up
Before they step to a sergeant’s son, I got army guns
You niggas never harmin’ Young
Fly Wizzy, my opponent’s done, I’m done talkin’ (shut up)
And I ain’t just begun
I been runnin’ 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
[Interlude]
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
[Hook]
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?)
[Verse 3]
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 nothin’
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
[Interlude]
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
[Hook]
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 fuckin’ with me)
Go DJ
