This is a song about "The dj dropping the beat"

Let the music speak when he's the dj

If you didn't know i feel this way

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

She got me going, i’m all in, fifty stories, i’m falling

Dropping her draws and the bra and got it popping

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Seein' dreams in they sleep

I pearl harbored the beat

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

I abraham lincolned the beat

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,