Lyrics:
their story for the money to captivate the world
Ain't it funny
Lose your honey
Goodbye to the girl, oh
Can-can, can you find McCann-cann
Taken by a mad
Ridin' in my car
And I'm listenin' to the radio
I'm listenin' to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart broke
People reaching for stars
I just
Take a left here boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know
I'm fifteen, I ain't green
Family. Broadcasting over the airwaves from Nashville, Tennessee. Reach over and turn up your radio's and we'll bring our music to ya and pretty soon you'll
belong
Oh, runaway child running wild
You better go back home where you belong
Oh yeah, my girl
Mama, mama, please, come and sit here by me
Oh but
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
over the world
Rock and roll girls
Rock and roll girls
If I had my way
I'd shuffle off to Buffalo
Sit by the lake
And watch the world go by
can bet I lease
So I hit the road, girl riding shotty, so she gets control
Of the radio, please don’t play nothing whack
But if you play my track, you
can bet I lease
So I hit the road, girl riding shotty, so she gets control
Of the radio, please don’t play nothing whack
But if you play my track, you
on for one more night
Show me what I'll be missing
Every touch, every kiss, yeah
There ain't nothing sweeter to remember you by
Girl, it ain't gonna
[Talking]
Yeh, you wild man, you wild
That's no place to meet a nice girl
You want to meet a nice girl you gotta go to nice places
Like church,
know that I make it the money They make In a year imma blow in a Day
I need cameo
I'm on the radio
Eating so good pockets fat like I'm Terio
Go
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
(I'm at that point where this ain't a dream)
(Like Ethan Ross, I'm being serious)
(Like Carly X, yo, it's on)
(Haha, let's go)
(Whoa) (XXIV)
I'm
to de Ocean
Say ah call up all meh crew
Got my drinks in my cooler
And a radio with me too
(Yeah)
We afi link with de girls dem
And you know they looking
third so she picks up the pace
I'm falling in love with a girl I don't know
Her eyes are blue piss-holes in the snow
This can't be helped by the Ritalin
I
THIS TO THE RADIO
HERE WE GO PAY ME THO ON THE WAY OUT LOC, IM MAKING MONEY FOR THE LABEL
FOLLOW YOUR INTUITION IT'S GOOD FOR THE PROS TO HAVE
And the theatre's fillin' to the brim
With slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sin
Metropolitan area with interchange and connections
Fly-by-nights from
full
Got my nose in the pie
Turn red like a pitbull
I take your advice and add
A little twist to it
And in this game you’ll lose your life
Lil' nigga
the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See
considerate
So all I hear is the complaints and bickerin
Radio's, studio's, photo shoot's
She think I'm fuckin every girl that say I'm oh so cute, cute
Don't
a God with many followers
Who's sick enough to choke a pitbull with his own dog collar
I rep the NYC, fuck bitches and sip Remy
Pack more notes than
Green means go go go go go go
SPROCKET, JONAH:
Fighting is useless, baby, just play along
Open the window, turn the radio on
There are too many of you
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
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