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Dj Hum

c'est de foncer, j'ai pas le temps de freiner, Les freres font monter les vibes a 90 degres Comme Lady Lee tres peu de gal sont DJ Garde la loi en toi

smell That beer on my breath, cause if the sheriff catch a whiff of that fifth, it'll probly knock him stiff. Don't look dumb if my breath on hum. Stick

l'comptage des carottes Ca m'etonnerait pas que ca soit Bugs Bunny qui t'ouvre la porte ! One love, one love.... pour les graffiti-artists ! One love, one love ... pour les DJ

bassed up the hoochie If you sample George Clint', you praise crazed Bootsy or the J.R., Texas kids with the hee-haw And the DJ kids cut {*scratch*}

I got dat feelin' yea Dat funky feelin' DJ Kool is in the house and we ready to roll Come on, come on, come, on come on I got dat feelin' yea Dat funky feelin' DJ

huh, huh, huh [Fabolous] Yeah Yo?, this new comers known to move with the seasons Couple winter lodges, few summer homes And there for every uw, hum,

When bitterness ends This is my church (3x) This is my church This is where I heal my hurt It's in the world I become Content in the hum Between voice

right and let your brain rest as we just press play and play the court jesters The stress...(uh), gets to all of us at some point until the DJ got you

three of us and I know we're fresh Party rocker, non-stoppers, and our names are def The 'F' is for fresh, 'A' and 'D' def Behind the turntables is Dj