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jook - dj paul lyrics

[intro]
jook, jook, jook…
uh, uh, this yo boy dj paul kom
and this for all my homies out there with that fancy footwork
m*town, goin’ down
gangsta walk, jookin’, buckin’, choppin’
whatever you call it, whatever city you in, whatever state, whatever country
let’s get it poppin’, yeah!

[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

[verse 1: dj paul]
posted in the club with a hoodie on my dome
tainted windows on my eyes cause i’m off in my zone
this n*gga starin’ at me, what the f*ck this n*gga on?
his lil homie tryin’ to taunt, what f*ck does he want?
i’m a real n*gga reppin’ black haven zone
i ain’t hidin’ this n*gga in my crib all my diamonds
if this boy hatin’ on me cuz i’m shinin’
icy like a maze in a movie called “the shining”
somebody said some to ’em like simon
set his ass up to get punked like (?)
trick this a reality, n*gga this s*xuality
f*ck around with me as we leave it’s gon’ be casualties
i can’t even take ’em no more, i had to step up to this n*gga
i walked across the dancefloor and asked him “what it do my n*gga?”
he stood there arms folded, still had a mug on
ask me what i wanted to do is start to get the jook on
[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

[verse 2: lord infamous]
in memphis these n*ggas be riotin’ after they be buckin’ across the stage and sh*t
these n*ggas charged up when they hear that old school six (mafiaaa)
“ridin in da chevy”, “l!ck my nuts”, “big business”
“purple thang, gold hammers gleamin’ when i see it pass”, “south memphis b*tch”
(?) michael jackson, they ain’t f*ckin’ with these tricks
(?) sip on a cup, they gettin’ real buck and they chop it on up
b*tches mesmerized, they thinkin’ how you dance is how you f*ck
n*ggas rock from side to side, they runnin’ all over the f*cking crowd
n*ggas throwin’ they hood up, you disrespect, you goin’ down
n*ggas be (?) so fast, you look over there they go like pow!
everything is fine until the gun shots rang out
n*gga (?) wet, blowin’ dro, sweatin’ out they pores
jookin’ hot as h*ll, droppin’ bullets throughout the dance floor
n*gga bucking in a trance, pistol fallin’ out my pants
pick it up and jump into a gangsta walk blind dance
need a club in the van, there’s another ambulance
[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh*t up, c*ck, shoot it at the air

- dj paul lyrics

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