Mike On The Beat

Yeah

Turn me up

Uh

Mike on the—

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s heat (hey!)

Whole club jump when it leave his sleeves

Soon as that drop come, nobody got feet

They flyin’, they wildin’

DJ Mike on the beat

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s tough

Hands go high when he say “turn up”

Soon as that bass hit, bodies on repeat

We vibin’, we ridin’

DJ Mike on the beat

Pull up, line ’round the block, that’s normal

He ain’t even walk in yet, that’s formal

Lights go low, then the room get loyal

One little scratch, crowd boilin’ like oil

He don’t talk much, just load that file

One little look, he can feel your style

Readin’ every face like a barcode scan

Next thing you know, you got both hands jammed

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s heat (woah)

Whole club jump when it leave his sleeves

Soon as that drop come, nobody got feet

They flyin’, they wildin’

DJ Mike on the beat

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s tough

Hands go high when he say “turn up”

Soon as that bass hit, bodies on repeat

We vibin’, we ridin’

DJ Mike on the beat

He got old school, new school, tucked in crates

Switch gears quick like he cut them brakes

Readin’ DMs but he read that room

Know what you need by the way you move

Birthday sash in the front, he see

Spins your song like “this one free” (yeah)

Couple lil’ haters in the back off-beat

But they still dance hard when he touch that key

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s heat (hey!)

Whole club jump when it leave his sleeves

Soon as that drop come, nobody got feet

They flyin’, they wildin’

DJ Mike on the beat

DJ Mike on the beat, that’s tough

Hands go high when he say “turn up”

Soon as that bass hit, bodies on repeat

We vibin’, we ridin’

DJ Mike on the beat