[Hook:] Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up All the gal pon the dance floor Wanting some more what Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up (Repeat)
[Verse 1:] It goes 1 by 1 even 2 by 2 Everybody on the floor let me show you How we do Let′s Go "Dip it low then you bring it up slow" Wine it up 1 time wine it back once more
[Pre-Hook:] Run, Run, Run, Run Everybody move run Let me see you move and Rock it ′til the grooves done Shake it ′til the moon becomes the sun (Sun) Everybody in the club give me a run (Run) If you ready to move say it (Yeah Yeah) One time for your mind say it (Yeah Yeah) Well I′m ready for ya Come let me show ya You want to groove I′ma show you how to move Come come
[Hook:] Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up All the gal pon the dance floor Wantin some more what Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up (Repeat)
[B-Sec:] Hey Mr. Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Turn the music up (Repeat)
[Verse 2:] It goes 1 by 1 even 2 by 2 Everybody in the club gon′ Be rockin when i′m through Let the bass from the speakers Run through ya sneakers Move both ya feet and run to the beat
[Pre-Hook:] Run, Run, Run, Run Everybody move run Let me see you move and Rock it ′til the grooves done Shake it ′til the moon becomes the sun (Sun) Everybody in the club give me a run (Run) If you ready to move say it (Yeah Yeah) One time for your mind say it (Yeah Yeah) Well i′m ready for ya Come let me show ya You want to groove i′ma show you how to move Come come
[Hook:] Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up All the gal pon the dancefloor Wantin some more what Come Mr. DJ won′t you turn the music up (Repeat)
[B-Sec:] Hey Mr. Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Turn the music up (Repeat)
Okay
[Outro:] Everybody get down if you FEEL me Come and put your Hands up to the ceiling (Repeat Til Fade)
Shawty′s like a melody in my head That I can′t keep out Got me singin′ like Na na na na everyday It′s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)
Remember the first time we met You was at the mall wit yo friend I was scared to approach ya But then you came closer Hopin′ you would give me a chance
Who would have ever knew That we would ever be more than friends We′re real worldwide, breakin all the rules She like a song played again and again
That girl, like somethin off a poster That girl, is a dime they say That girl, is a gun to my holster She′s runnin through my mind all day, ay
Shawty′s like a melody in my head That I can′t keep out Got me singin′ like Na na na na everyday It′s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)
See you been all around the globe Not once did you leave my mind We talk on the phone, from night til the morn Girl you really change my life Doin things I never do I′m in the kitchin cookin things she likes
We′re real worldwide, breakin all the rules Someday I wanna make you my wife That girl, like somethin off a poster That girl, is a dime they say That girl, is the gun to my holster She′s runnin through my mind all day, ay
Shawty′s like a melody in my head That I can′t keep out Got me singin′ like Na na na na everyday It′s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)
I can be your melody A girl that could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl let′s sing with me Ay, I can be your melody A girl that could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl let′s sing with me
Ay, na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Shawty got me singin Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Now she got me singin
Shawty′s like a melody in my head That I can′t keep out Got me singin′ like Na na na na everyday It′s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)
There′s a thing or two about high school that you need to know. We wish we had known this when we were freshmen. Watch out for freshmen Friday, the most dangerous day of the week. You thought you were excited for the weekend, but this is where your week ends.
Chorus: Four more years of obeying authority, without question don′t reach super sighted . There′s only one thousand four hundred sixteen pages left to read, it will be time to celebrate when its time to graduate. Whatever you do, don′t you ever bring a roller backpack to school, because douchbage kids will kick them over. We don′t see why though they′re really convenient! If a girl gives you a smile, don′t be deceived she wants you to father her child, and hes probably not even cute. The only thing good about high school is their super badass playgrounds, they have the best swings ever, I once jumped five feet in the air!
Chorus: Four more years of obeying authority, without question don′t reach super sighted. There′s only one thousand four hundred sixteen pages left to read, it will be time to celebrate when its time to graduate. To think how happy I was before I came, running out of every room I walked in today. And the most miserable part, is that its only the first day. If highschool was compared to seeing your mom in a playboy magazine, then maybe high school isn′t that bad because that′d be the biggest boner killer in history, unless shes hot.