Don’t Call Me

DJ Martin

 

 

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Here are the lyrics that accompany the mp3 song above:

 

 

Business is real; can you feel my skills

I know the deal; I’m livin’ like I feel

Lyrically inclined; smart by design

Never shot par on back 9; strychnine; poisonous to ‘ya

Ova’  ‘ya shold’a; I’d done told ya

You’re not in my league; Holdin’ da cards; betta’ fold ya!

300’d a game; you know Hoake a’int da same; SUCKA!! 

 

Chorus:

Why you got be hittin’ on me,

Got a few years left ‘fore I marry,

Look around I’m busy, no time free,

Drop me an e-mail just don’t call me.

 

Sham and Aya stain the name; no disrespect,

Jus’ stay’in your lane; sports are my domain,

J’s all day; MJ Fade aways; SWISH !!            

 

Shaq dunk leave your eyes glazed

Full court pressure; nothin’ better

Spin around like Kansas Twister ghost rider; BEAT.

 

{CHORUS}

 

So hot your eyes melt; please!                          

Marriage a’coming; girls ‘a humming,

Wanna ma’ mocha flava’; I can’t save ya,

If you’re a reject; eject ‘ya wet

To old?! ; let go

Younger sister though; dig my fro bro

Full blown exposure; wish I could’a told ya

No damn skankonia; I done dang warn ya

Pretty or not; I don’t understand; UNGH!!

 

{CHORUS}

 

 

 

Feedback:                                                      

   1. (not knowing that I had made the song)
        N: "That was awful...that was the worst remix of that song I have ever heard"
      Me: Umm, that was me.
        N: <red faced> "I am so sorry!" x 5

 

© Martin Braithwaite 2002