Turn up the bass, turn up the treble I'm about to take you to a whole 'nother level DJ, turn off what you're playing I want the whole club to hear what
if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby Now we've got the whole stadium in love like Eh eh, eh, eh Turn of the lights, lights, lights, give
you know you gotta take the blunt from him 'Cuz his breath has the dragon in the dungeon Yo, yo, yo, light the blunt, uh yo, here's the lighter I would
club it?s (Fiya) Get it crunked and wired Wave ya hands scream (Louda) If you smoke den fiya it up Bring da roof down den (Holla) If you tipsy stand up DJ
my little baby turn the lights on.. You can leave your friends and tell them that I got ya, yeahyeah yeah. I'll wrap your shirt around my hands and wave
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin' classics You
body rock While you listen to my jam knock Let's groove tonight Don't wanna think about tomorrow Whatever comes what may It's you and I here and now Mr. DJ
the?(lights out) Wind me up and see what I can do Turn the?(lights out) Don?t you wanna play (wanna play) And turn the?(lights out) We can party (and party) And wave
alright And all I see is red lights And blue lights, it feel like And it's real like it's out of sight I'm under the city lights It's on, it's on tonight
n roll 'lotta soul", he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase That weren't no DJ, that was hazy cosmic
away I love you So strong, like a current in me So hard, wave needs the sea My heart does beginn to race everytime Let's get free, Let's get free Light's on, Light
the light Planet colors, say goodbye, say goodbye Time to turn off the light For saying good night We thank you for coming Time to turn off the light
drama They might smoke some marijuana but won't get up off they ass Till I come down in my slab, posted up behind that glass Texas what it is, light
me some! YOU BETTA LIGHT THAT SHIT UP HAHA! You ready for this motha fuckas? YOU BETTA LIGHT THAT SHIT UP (HED) P.E. Mothafuckas! YOU BETTA LIGHT
harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo--I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a
paid, pop trunk wave Like I'm fresh out of Jack, in a drop that got sprayed [Hook: Fat Pat - 4x] Just-just, got paid Pop-pop, trunk wave [Trae] It ain
ll off your life You soft, I told you I'm raw white When I'm on this mic, the mourn at Knight Don't wanna see mornin' light And I feel like I'm forced
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light-up a stage and wax a chump like
