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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Liebrand
Ben Liebrand
Remixer
Dimples D.
Dimples D.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Buddy Kaye
Buddy Kaye
Composer
Hugo Montenegro
Hugo Montenegro
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was at a jam the other night
I was feeling real good so the feeling was right
I came to the party for a different kinda action
The next thing I know I was doing a Michael Jackson
[Verse 2]
I was thrown off beat and my feet got tied
And Sucker DJ just oughta be fired
He was clipping and a slipping, even tried back cueing
The Sucker DJ didn't know what he was doing
[Verse 3]
Then I said to my girls, "This ain't the place to be"
Half the fellas only came 'cause the ladies were free
Then we left the place before the next cut was played
My girl said to me, "I'm glad we never paid"
So I called Marley Marl on the very next day
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
[Verse 4]
See, to be a DJ you gotta do your best
Have you're own kinda style, not like the rest
No jumping up and down, spinning with your feet
'Cause the music that you play hast to be on beat
[Verse 5]
So Marley Marl went down to take a test
To see who could cut up music best
They were all lined up and ready to spin
You could see in their faces that they wanted to win
[Verse 6]
Yes, Marley took a test to become a DJ
He cut the music, went a-something this way
He cut the music with so much class
The Sucker DJ was a bust on their ass
[Verse 7]
So when the time was up, they just couldn't believe
What the man Marley Marl has just achieved
To get the people dancing on the wackiest jam
'Cause Marley Marl is one hell of a man
So to those DJ's that think you're the greatest
Just stop, look and listen, 'cause you haven't heard the latest
[Chorus]
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap, then we cut a rap
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
[Verse 8]
So listen party people while I got your attention
There's a few more things I'd like to mention
My name is Crystal but they call me Dimples D
Ain't a female in the world could rap like me
[Verse 9]
I got big brown eyes, holes in my cheeks
Hypnotizing rap, every time I speak
Yeah, I can make you fall in love if you give me a chance
I ain't talking about sex or no kinda romance
[Verse 10]
But it's my style, my charm, let me go on
It's how chilly I can be when it starts to get warm
Now I'm five foot five, staying alive
In this world, Dimples D, will sure enough survive
[Verse 11]
With the robbers, the stealers, the cocaine dealers
The rappers, the stabbers, the pocketbook grabbers
The laughing, the lying, the crying, the dying
You're hired, then fired, we're all gettin' tired
The workin', the foolin' when the other man is rulin'
The pushers, the users, the drug abusers
The killings, the feelin', when takin' penicillin
But I will survive, yeah, I will survive
Hey, I will survive 'cause I'm always chillin'
And get ready to rock y'all
[Chorus]
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya
Pump-pump-pump-pump it up
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, ready to rock y'all
Rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, rock ya
Pump-pump-pump-pump it up
[Bridge]
Get down, get down
Yeah, let's get on down
Get down, get down
Music make you lose control
Get down, get down
Yeah, let's get on down
Get down, get down
Pump-pump-pump-pump it up
[Bridge]
Get down, get down
Yeah, let's get on down
Get down, get down
Music make you lose control
Get down, get down
Yeah, let's get on down
Get down, get down
[Verse 12]
You see, a daddy is a boy that brags about his kid
A father is a man who supports and gives
A kid, a home, where she shall live
A Dimples D ain't popping no bullshit
[Verse 13]
You see, they hit and run and after they're done
Your best friend'll be their number one
So don't let 'em get slick, play no games
You tell 'em Joe Neckbone is not your name
Now, this is Dimple D signing off, my friend
But you can best believe I'll be back again
[Chorus]
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Then we cut a rap, then we cut a rap
Then we cut a rap about the sucker DJ
Written by: Buddy Kaye, Crystal Smith, Hugo Montenegro, Marlon Williams
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