Mike On The Beat

[Intro]
Yeah
Turn me up
Uh
Mike on the—
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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

rap, Bouncy club-rap production, male vocals; crisp drum groove with bright percussion, playful bassline, and chopped vocal samples. Verses sit tight and rhythmic; hook explodes with stacked chants and crowd shouts. Occasional DJ stabs and scratch fills, big reverbs on the tag for an anthemic feel.