F**k Yo DJ (Explicit) - OverDoz./A$AP Ferg (速可达福星)

Written by：Ricci Riera/Brett Bailey/Curtis Price/Christopher Sanford/Jess Willard/Kent Jamz/Axel Morgan/Darold Ferguson Jr/Charles Kidd Jr

F**k yo deejay

It's all about my producer

All my *s looking at commas commas commas

Trynna

We ain't stopping stopping stoppin'

We got gold *s

No fuuf *s

All my *s are lockin up what they believe in

Give a f**k what you think is the truth

Ni**a I don't got no limits I'm 'bout it 'bout it 'bout it

But no b**ch in me but the b**ch in her say she feelin' me and

I don't doubt prolly 'cause the last ni**a I seen

We dem *s and you know this yup

Still can't trust a b**ch is our motive nope

All these b**ches getting tricky I know this yup

*s saying we ain't getting money they bogus nope

'Cause my producer my producer my producer my producer

F**k yo deejay

F**k yo deejay

F**k yo deejay

Yea f**k em'

And them hoes to that don't love 'em

Get turnt up when I'm up in the function

Jumpin' jumpin' jumpin' jumpin'

F**k 'em yo producer and yo mixtape

5'9 walk around like you 6'8

I ain't worried bout nothin' my sh*t straight

Kick a b**ch to the curb if she can't pay tax

I ain't waitin' on obama

Spent that last month on marijuana

These *s don't want no problem

I put that on my mothaf**kin' momma

Took a flick with yo b**ch yea you see me

Got a couple young *s wanna be me

My sh*t bang got it on repeat

'Cause my producer producer my producer my producer

Walk in the club my linguine

Pushin' b**ches out I got weewee

Eat that p**sy in the club like a panini

A couple haters in the back they can look

But they don't see me

I got alot of herbs

Mom and daddy got a lot of drugs she hidin'

Tony montana when he off a lot of blow

When they stoppin' OverDoz

I be sippin' Tylenol

F**k yo deejay

I'm walkin' in this club all alone

I'm f**kin' bumping and hoping the DJ playing my song

I feel like I'm in a movie when he be playin' my song

I hope these gangstas be killin' *s that

My deejay going crazy

Bumping so hard almost had me a baby

Got me bumping and grinding like I be back in the 80's

Feeling like when he was driving mercedes

I'm sipping hennessy like 2Pac

But me and yo b**ch in the drop taking two shots

F**k yo deejay

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I don't do coke I bought it for the models

In the VIP pourin' codeine bottle after bottle

Singin' f**k yo deejay f**k yo deejay

All I do is daydream about pirate green

Trynna make rihanna my baby mama

Spent yo rent on my chains

Bust a rock I take shots of codeine and I promise

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

I ain't got time for these b**ches

And I don't got time for these broke a** *s

In the VIP singing all day with my *s like

F**k yo deejay f**k yo deejay

Singing with my homies off key like f**k yo deejay f**k yo deejay

F**k yo deejay

F**k yo deejay