Lyrics

[DJ Quest] (wha) Nen indianer, alter Sera Nen indianer (im Hintergrund hört man Schreie eines Indianers) Oohh [Sera Finale] Dasn' Cherokee [DJ Quest] Ach Quatsch man alter das isn' Apache alter, nen richtiger [Indianer] No, i'm a Blackfoot (HAAAIIGH) (yeeehaw) Attention Attention Ladies and Gentleman Are you ready? DJ Illvibe Hello Sir Attention Ladies and Gentleman DJ Quest Miss Platinum I guess ya'll know my status Attention So you better shut the fuck up Ladies and Gentleman Pull out your guns Cause you might need help Attention Ladies and Gentleman (Gentleman, Gentleman...) Gentleman hold your Pistols Get ready Gentleman hold your Pistols Get set Gentleman hold your Pistols Gentleman hold your Pistols Shoot them up (*schuss*) (HAAAIIGH) He tried to shoot me with his gun i caught the bullet with my teeth He tried to He tried to He tried to He tried to shoot me with his gun i caught the bullet with my teeth Idiot Motherfucker tried to shoot Tried to shoot Tried to shoot Tried to shoot me Shoot me Shoot me with his gun Idiot just trying to show me how strong he was [Miss Platinum] Listen up you losers (you need a lesson) All you little cowboys Now you cant stop frontin' (stop) You keep shooting with the little guns But you aint hitting nothing All you little DJ's (fuck all o' ya) Please stop cutting All you do is make a little noise But you aint saying nothing (aaaauuuhh) Why are you interrupting my practise? Ah hella loud is that [?] shoot this pistol six times People who are that stupid just dont deserve to live Challenge me now Take your best shots i promise i'ma' throw back Take your best shots Ya gotta [?] the weapon Take your best shots Ya gotta [?] the weapon Take your best shots i promise i'ma' throw back Aint no you pussy Djs know where my heart is at Better listen up Once and for all Better listen up Imma' settle the score Cause we dont (we dont, we dont we dont..) Cause we dont wanna hear that weak shit no more [Miss Platinum] All you little cowboys (losers) Now you cant stop frontin' (stop) You keep shooting with the little guns But you aint hitting nothing (HAAAIIGH) All you little DJ's (oooohohooo) Please stop cutting (Yehehea) All you do is make a little noise But you aint saying nothing And where you little cowboys stick around I better stick to the master Cause the way he use his magic stick Always make me come faster All you little cowboys get sick around I better stick to the master (DJ Illvibe) Cause the way he use his magic stick Always make me come faster (aaaaahh Yeahh) Thats whats up Im a true master you can check my [?] Thats whats up Cause any [?] for block (ohh ohh ohooo) (ohh ohh ohooo) (ohh ohh ohooo) Hands up cause were dropping some shit (*scratching*) Hände hoch [?] You dont shit me Das wirst du noch bereuen Meine faust wird dir die richtige Antwort geben You'll gettin knocked the fuck out Thats it you have [?] (umpf ouh) (HAAAIIGH) Ah jetzt macht der Anführer das Freundschaftszeichen Ich werde ihm wohl die Hand geben müssen Mein roter Bruder wir begegnen und auf der Strasse des Friedens Uff Bleichgesicht du, ihr alle meine Gefangenen Well there you have it All you little DJ's Yeah you motherfucking cowboys Talking like great cowboys (yehaaaw) Shooting around (Pewch pewch) You aint hitting nothing (hahahah) Living your life Now let me give you some advice Take your bags All you greenhorns Put in the sticks And leave the country