2pacquiao - DJ LETS GO!

Here we go, here we go, Puts you're hands, in the air.

Let's 'me-'see you 'dance', under this sick beat-'trance'.

Dancing all night long, I just can't stop, Lemme 'see' those, 'g'-strings drop.

Sipping on the 'beer', living with no 'fear', It maybe fake, but the confidence helps.

Get away from women in a pub, so invented a club.

'They' can't get 'away', from admitting that there, 'gay'.

Dancing away, I just can't 'stop', Yes, yes, here we go, (here we go)

'Boom-bida-boom', tripping of a magic, mush-'room'.

'This-is'...legal...I can't be arrested by...'no...cop'...

Coke-in-the-toilets...it's the way it goes, Grass me up, I'll break-you're...motherfucking nose...

COME ON, (COME ON), 'THIS-IS''...'how-we-do-it'.

Be-a-'slave'...to...the...'music'....focus and don't, 'lose-it'.

NOW EVERYBODY 'RAVE'-let's-MIS-BEHAVE...

YES, YES, ON THE MIC RIGHT NOW.

ONE 'TIME' ('ONE TIME'), YES I FEEL 'ALRIGHT'.

PICK-up-the-'mic'...get,,,some...'hype'...lets...motherfucking-'fight'...!!!!