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I'm the DJ I'm the DJ No, I'm not on the list, you see I'm the DJ Me and my crew pull up in activewear Smelling like that loud cologne from Dubai It's just called, "Ooh" I need 6 Vodka Pineapples The DJ booth stacked I see a bad girl over there with something to prove and Space in her phone for my name saved as 'The DJ' I'm the DJ I'm the DJ Low-cut t-shirt, check Blaze, check Enough hair gel to drown a pelica, chizeck Lights may glow, gun hands'll shoot 'em My thumbs I be shootin' at my fans, shootin' love I find myself tweeting inspirations quotes mid-set Hashtag bliss, yeah, that's good I'm the DJ I'm the DJ I'm the DJ What do you mean you like house music? I created house music, I am house music I love making trap, but in my heart, house music I'm charging my dreams I got diamonds on my USB's Yes, I take requests No, nothing I'm the DJ I'm the DJ I'm the DJ Do you know what? Let's get to the strip club I happen to know the owner This one time I went back to his house And everybody was naked And it was like, "Yo, don't you get sick of this?" Maybe grab a robe, you're 60 years old I'm the DJ
Writer(s): Matthew Ladgrove, Nathaniel Mendelsohn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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