Bruce Carbone - Hey D.J. lyrics

[Chorus] Hey D.J. Just play that song Keep me dancing all night long Hey D.J. Just play that song Keep me dancing all night long Hey D.J. Just play that song Keep me dancing all night long Hey D.J. Just play that song Keep me dancing all night long [Verse 1: One Dope Mexican] Now what you hear is not a test It's from ol' school to new school coming back with a twist It's the Lighter Shade bringing back the funky rhythm Time to show 'em what I give 'em Show 'em how I use to live 'em Back in the days before Hip Hop departed No more dicso fever John Travolta finished what he started Walking down the street with your ghetto blaster bumping And thumping break beat always urge to rap something Nowadays you got a new type of flavor A certain rap behavior Lighter Shade returns the favor I'm giving props to all D.J.'s That play the ol' funk you know how we play And as the MC let the freestyle funk flow Every once in a while they make the crowd scream, "Ho" Jumping around wasn't the thing they did Steady bopping their head while the girls had said [Chorus] [Verse 2: Don't Try To Xerox] Can I get a dang dang A ringa dang digga digga digga dang dang A ringa dang digga digga As I swing to the old school, funk 94 bump pop it in your trunk And lay back and relax for a while As I kick It to this smooth, dope style And commence to a get you in the mood Move to tha groove cause ya now your gonna do it And checka, checka, checka, check it out (Check it out) Step right up and see what the Shade is all about Who the flavor, I'm the flavor And I came here just to save you With a bit of the same old that you heard Huh, now can I get a word As I'm goin', goin', gone Hey D.J., come on and play me that funky song [Chorus] [Verse 3: One Dope Mexican] Now I remember around the way back Back in the day I use to know A DJ who could mix it wicked it Pick it up, pick it up, like check one two Only now there's just more than a few rappers MC's, who boast and they brag A bag full of hits cause the Shade will never lag As I rip it, I wreck it, so check it Yo, D, bust a fat rhyme for the fat record Hippity hop what it's the loco Peep the game to the PG and the vocals As I reminisce over this and that yo oh Where we gonna take 'em (Way back) Like I said before and I'll say it again It's the old school versatile flex when we band Eel sk** that we got, you know we got mad props So play me that funky song [Chorus]