Katalina Dj's Girls Lyrics

(Alright everybody I need one line, one line)
(I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else you’re not gettin’ in)
Excuse me
Excuse me, let me through please
I’m with the DJ
I’m with the DJ ok?
(Ha….Sure you know the DJ, sure you, everybody’s on the guest list)

Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer

My baby’s spinnin’ it’s a packed dance floor
My heart is pumping crying out for more
The beat is heavy and if boy could be mine
So move on over I’m the DJ’s girl

Excuse me, let me through please
(Eight bucks honey.)
What? Eight dollars? No way!
I’m on the guest list, I’m with the DJ
Look, I don’t have time to stand out here and talk about your little problems
Like, why do you think I have these records?
Do you think I dress like this for fun?
Excuse me like were you not listening to me or what?
This is way out of hand, like, I’m so sure
What do you mean?
Check the guest list again Mr. Bouncer Head Muscle Man
I’m with the DJ
(No, I don’t think so baby)
(I’m the man, you’re not gettin’ in)
Hey stupid steroid face
Eight dollars? I’m not gonna pay your dumb little cover charge
I’m with the DJ
I’m with the DJ ok?

My baby’s spinnin’ it’s a packed dance floor
My heart is pumping crying out for more
The beat is heavy and if boy could be mine
So come on over I’m the DJ’s girl Oooooh I’m the DJ’s girl
Oooooh I’m the DJ’s girl

(Alright everybody, one solid line)
(I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else your not getting’ in)
Excuse me
Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer
(Huh, Why don’t you go home you little groupie)
(You’re wasting my time)
Excuse me
Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer
(I need eight bucks and a picture ID)
Look if you value your stupid little job you better get out of my way
Cuz I’m with the DJ
What? OMG I am so sure like in a million years
You are so dead
Like, why do you think I have these records?
Do you think I dress like this for fun?
Excuse me like were you not listening to me or what?
This is way out of hand, like, I’m so sure
What do you mean?
Check the guest list again Mr. Bouncer Head Muscle Man
I’m with the DJ
I’m with the DJ ok?

My baby’s spinnin’ it’s a packed dance floor
My heart is pumping crying out for more
The beat is heavy and if boy could be mine
So come on over I’m the DJ’s girl

My baby’s spinnin’ it’s a packed dance floor
My heart is pumping crying out for more
The beat is heavy and if boy could be mine
So move on over I’m the DJ’s girl
So move on over I’m the DJ’s girl