🎵 The DJ // by Mannie Fresh

6 Contributors The DJ Lyrics [DJ Scratching] Looka here Hook up the turntables This how we gon' do this La-la-ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen Boys and girls, elderly people, lil' children People with jobs, middle class People without jobs, upper class Dogs and cats Chickens, du-ducks All, all that Ladies and gentlemen (I present Mannie) Fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fresh (Go DJ, that's my DJ) Mannie Fre--fre-fresh, Fre-fre-fre-fresh (Bow, ba-ba, bow-bow, Rocky Balboa) I said, Fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre- Mannie Fre-fresh (I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the hit it girl) Fr-fr-fr-fr, Mannie Fr-fr-Fresh (Ya gotta admit, ha, fresh a motherfucka) (I told your fuckin' ass I'd be back) I'm Mannie Fresh, ho, nothin' but the best (When it come to these cars—) Fresh hooked me up (And I'm stuntin') (Pimp period, Fresh comma) (This legendary pimp by the name of Fresh) (You-you-your wife is my baby mama) (With your baby mama, player, is where you can find me) (You ball with Cash Money? Do you like Mannie track?) (Backed up by the best, Fresh droppin' beat after beat) (To bob your head, 'cause I know you likes to bob it) (Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin') (From my head down to my shoes) (I know you can't stand it) (Beautiful, I'm tellin' you, baby) (Wassup, Fresh? It's our turn, baby)