DJ Drama (born Tyree Cinque Simmons on April 22, 1978 in Philadelphia) is t… Read Full Bio ↴DJ Drama (born Tyree Cinque Simmons on April 22, 1978 in Philadelphia) is the DJ wtih wide experience in the mixtape game, perhaps best known for the "Gangsta Grillz" series. He has worked with a wide range of acts including T.I., Jime Jones, Saigon, Lil Wayne, Young Jeezy, Webbie, Little Brother, and the Pimp Squad Click (P$C). He's also one third of the highly productive Aphilliates Music Group with DJ Don Cannon and DJ Sense. On January 16, 2007, DJ Drama, along with DJ Cannon, were arrested on RICO charges for selling CDs that did not have a publisher's address. As of March 2007 they are preparing their legal defense and have hired attorneys to represent them.
Drama's fourth album is titled Quality Street Music. The We In This Bitch Songfacts explains that concept for the record is one that Drama says he came up with while hosting Young Jeezy's Trap or Die mixtape back in 2005.
Drama's fourth album is titled Quality Street Music. The We In This Bitch Songfacts explains that concept for the record is one that Drama says he came up with while hosting Young Jeezy's Trap or Die mixtape back in 2005.
The Art Of Storytellin Part 4
DJ Drama Lyrics
(Cannon)
So I'm watchin' her fine ass
Walk to my bedroom
And thought to myself "that's the
Shape of things to come"
She said, "Why in the club
You don't make it precipitate? You know
Make it rain when you
Can make it thunderstorm?" i'm like, "Why?"
The world needs sun, the hood needs funds
There's a war goin' on and
Half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the
Floor when people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore
Got a cord
Umbilical attached to a place I can't afford
No landscaping, or window draping
This old lady told me, if
I ain't got nothin' good, say nathan
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much
To pay attention to me i tell like it is
Then I tell it how it could be the hood be
Requesting my services oh, don't get nervous
It's step your game up time
These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas ride to me, women be off in they tub
Exfoliating with they poms-poms
Yelling, "Go, 3000!"
I'm in my whatever bumpin' NWA, 100 Miles and
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon, woman, come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbin'
Done in, I'm in a swell mood
Or rather swole mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend
So the door i pointed her to
I said, "Call me when y'all break up"
"I don't fuck nobody, bitch
And never owned a Jacob" know what time it is
Nigga just tryna live like a
Nigga supposed to live
If I still drank that malt liquor
I'd pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Favre'n
Tryna see if I still got it, got it
I guess it's like a bike, think about it
('Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it)
Oh oh oh, oh no oh oh oh, oh no oh oh oh
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
So I peep this bitch in VIP
I used to clip like Rob the Barber
It seems she couldn't shape up, cupcake her
I didn't bother
She's a follower a hell of a swallower
Not a leader got a first-, second-
Third-, and fourth-string, i didn't need her
I didn't mean to treat her like
She was the main feature
Presentation, heard ya's a traitor
To the situation
More like a hassle because she had
No keys to the castle
The queen sit's on the throne
While this ho ride down Old National (Zoom)
Go head' ho, beat ya feet
Dr-dr-drop down and get your eagle on, freak
We ever-so-discreet with this meet
Got a whole lot to lose if paparazzi
Ever shot or shoot we, meaning me and you
Us together in the lens
My ends would be gone just like
Some "Dro in the Wind"
Told da ho you gonna win
Sho' 'nuff we gon' pretend
To the land of make believe
Now come on and hit this Henn
Taking shots to the neck
Now that's love in ya mou-outh
Now we're affiliates
So don't give me the Gangsta Grill
No Drama, it makes no sense
I got a mean ass backhand and a
(Cannon) that don't miss bitch!
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
I realized recently
That I was born for this position
I took the fall for Hip-Hop
And I stand in front of
You stronger than ever watch what come next!
Follow the leader, nigga
DJ the fuck Drama (Oh oh oh no)
AMG (Oh oh oh no)
Nothin' can take me out my zone! (Oh oh oh)
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
So I'm watchin' her fine ass
Walk to my bedroom
And thought to myself "that's the
Shape of things to come"
She said, "Why in the club
You don't make it precipitate? You know
Make it rain when you
Can make it thunderstorm?" i'm like, "Why?"
There's a war goin' on and
Half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the
Floor when people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore
Got a cord
Umbilical attached to a place I can't afford
No landscaping, or window draping
This old lady told me, if
I ain't got nothin' good, say nathan
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much
To pay attention to me i tell like it is
Then I tell it how it could be the hood be
Requesting my services oh, don't get nervous
It's step your game up time
These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas ride to me, women be off in they tub
Exfoliating with they poms-poms
Yelling, "Go, 3000!"
I'm in my whatever bumpin' NWA, 100 Miles and
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon, woman, come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbin'
Done in, I'm in a swell mood
Or rather swole mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend
So the door i pointed her to
I said, "Call me when y'all break up"
"I don't fuck nobody, bitch
And never owned a Jacob" know what time it is
Nigga just tryna live like a
Nigga supposed to live
If I still drank that malt liquor
I'd pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Favre'n
Tryna see if I still got it, got it
I guess it's like a bike, think about it
('Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it)
Oh oh oh, oh no oh oh oh, oh no oh oh oh
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
So I peep this bitch in VIP
I used to clip like Rob the Barber
It seems she couldn't shape up, cupcake her
I didn't bother
She's a follower a hell of a swallower
Not a leader got a first-, second-
Third-, and fourth-string, i didn't need her
I didn't mean to treat her like
She was the main feature
Presentation, heard ya's a traitor
To the situation
More like a hassle because she had
No keys to the castle
The queen sit's on the throne
While this ho ride down Old National (Zoom)
Go head' ho, beat ya feet
Dr-dr-drop down and get your eagle on, freak
We ever-so-discreet with this meet
Got a whole lot to lose if paparazzi
Ever shot or shoot we, meaning me and you
Us together in the lens
My ends would be gone just like
Some "Dro in the Wind"
Told da ho you gonna win
Sho' 'nuff we gon' pretend
To the land of make believe
Now come on and hit this Henn
Taking shots to the neck
Now that's love in ya mou-outh
Now we're affiliates
So don't give me the Gangsta Grill
No Drama, it makes no sense
I got a mean ass backhand and a
(Cannon) that don't miss bitch!
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
I realized recently
That I was born for this position
I took the fall for Hip-Hop
And I stand in front of
You stronger than ever watch what come next!
Follow the leader, nigga
DJ the fuck Drama (Oh oh oh no)
AMG (Oh oh oh no)
Nothin' can take me out my zone! (Oh oh oh)
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can't stop us
What'cha gonna do right now? You can't front
We the boss in here
We floss this shit 'cause
Ain't nobody doin' it like we do, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no oh oh oh no, oh no
Oh oh oh no, oh no you can't stop us
Oh oh oh no
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