Tionne Posted November 23, 2004 Report Share Posted November 23, 2004 Hey, here's another song I heard on late night radio that I have no clue who it's by or what it's called. It's by a female and it's more spoken word than rapping. The lyrics I remember are: ....you even convinced me to take the chemicals out my hair.... I'm sick of dating rappers, MCs, DJs..... and some stuff about gold teeth, groupie hos, female DJs, guest list, your mama's house.... It's not much to go on but if anyone knows it that would be great cause it was a really interesting song. Thank you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Earth-Angel Posted November 23, 2004 Report Share Posted November 23, 2004 Daizelle, I believe it's this: no more dating djs" nick holder featuring jemini NO more dating djs no more dating djs, mcs, producers, hiphop critics, radio hosts, etc Wanted: a girl to date a dj must have strong arms for heavy lifting includes crates & my ego looks not important to me you will never look as good as the girls on my bootlegs, white labels & cd covers but please try not to look uglier than any of my dj buddy's girlfriends I really hate that DON'T TOUCH MY EQUIPMENT I like music, long walks on any street that sells used records, music, being a hater, music, and I do like music must be able to watch several hours of DMC World Championship video footage PS: if you've never heard of dj rectangle, please do not apply. I'm done with dating rappers, mcs, djs, I'm looking for a real nice rodger's cable guy who thinks a technique is a way to make love to me I was in love with your potential I thought your hands were speaking to me remember when we met an you were on that jungle brother's back to Africa trip? you got me to throw away my rope chain even took chemicals out my hair you said you were my man and we would be a strong black unit of change but your mamma's basement was too small to oust a revolution grown a** manbut why move out & get a job? you said you were about to make some cheddar of all this rappin' & producin' wait till you play me the new ssheee*t you said the sexiest thing 'bout me besides my fat a** was the way I made you think & me and my fat a** was tickled pink but now it seems that mic chords are the only things you tickle. I'm tired of eating invisible scratch pickles I stopped buying your mix tapes the day you said girls can't dj because their inner ear is smaller and it throws off the mixes [bleep] a guest list after 3 years I'm more than just a guest but I guess you just aint know I stopped analyzing your lyrics when you stopped listening to my radio show and don't ever get it twist I'm telling you the worst groupies have di*ks every guy i know can tell a story about a h* and a rap star "I ain't hating, it's the truth dog, I witnessed it, I swear" now your'e a man at least for the groupie she about to give sex you already passed your tape to the rapper he's about to beat the things now why are you still there? and these groupie h*s with their 5 minute hugs I don't watch no face but these girls take pleasure in provoking me and I can't say [bleep] I got to retaliate in silence because the lanyard from your backstage pass keeps on choking me and NO I don't wanna hang out with the other dj girlfriends they're adapters automatic after-performance clappers preparation-h for swollen ego [bleep] rappers they adapt to any climate given [bleep] about any time it seems appropriate you take these girls for joke skin tease like the two a you-all gon' live happy ever after they study dinosaurs we call them dino wh*res why? cause that's what you call the girls who flock to the clubs on a saturday night to do what she can to catch a toronto raptor she's an adaptor you can take you know yellow pagin' dubplate makin' body tricks but personally I'll pass used to give a [bleep] about turntablism but now you could basically galloping scratch my a** I know I sound amplified you can tell your friends it's just hey remember when you broke my face plate? [bleep] the best mixer you ever had was a jemini and it's not the dj it's me for thinking he's listening to what he play and the messages he's putting in the universe but when really I think about it what you say & who you are I mean loop is still singin' about girls so ladies the fault also lies in us if we mistake talent for tenderness a beat is not a love song a guest list is not a love letter but until i'm sure i've learned the difference i just won't date djs, mcs, producers, hiphop critics, radio hosts, etc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tionne Posted December 1, 2004 Author Report Share Posted December 1, 2004 Oh my gosh, that is it, thank you so much! It's the first song someone has found for me on here, and I didn't have much hope, but you did it! Thanks again! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aunt_Acid Posted December 1, 2004 Report Share Posted December 1, 2004 They should just rename this topic "Ask Suzy". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Miss Cloud Posted December 6, 2004 Report Share Posted December 6, 2004 How can something sound more true? "so ladies the fault also lies in us if we mistake talent for tenderness" We I've fall but now I know: NO more dating djs! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tionne Posted December 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted December 8, 2004 They should just rename this topic "Ask Suzy". Forgive me, I don't live in America, who's Suzy? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Earth-Angel Posted December 9, 2004 Report Share Posted December 9, 2004 Forgive me, I don't live in America, who's Suzy? I am :: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tionne Posted January 5, 2005 Author Report Share Posted January 5, 2005 I am :: Oh, . I thought it was like a column in a newspaper or something, haha. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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