Lyrics:
that I dip I got to go
Right now you ain't seeing me around
If they ask, tell 'em I'm outta town
If they ask, tell 'em, I'm east bound
Head down, feet
on let’m go
London Paris Munich
Let’s listen to the music
Of the radio
Portable radio
Late at night
I’m absolutely sure
You wanna hold me tight
But for me
think I'm ready to be a gamer (let's go)
Keep fight
No matter what situation
Got me headache but I got water on my side (by my side)
No matter what game
before I lose my patience
Here we go
Let's take 'em to the show, whoa-oh
Come on, turn on your radio, whoa-oh
Let's go, let's take 'em to the show,
the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
But your whole crew should be wearing Kotex
I'ma get by and I'ma get high
Thirteen five I'ma let my birds fly
Everybody knows that my back is not dry
But your whole crew should be wearing Kotex
I'ma get by and I'ma get high
Thirteen five I'ma let my birds fly
Everybody knows that my back is not dry
layin' where your shoelace is at
Go do what your momma told you
And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' you're a soldier
I see you got yourself
stereo
Oh oh oh
So sing along to my stereo
Let's go!
If I was an old school, fifty pound boombox (Remember them?) (Hooh)
Would you hold me on your
barefoot in dog’s poo?
LK: yeah, I suppose
K: Alright I would i fucking would
If you gave me a million pounds
I’d go on my knees and eat cock cheese
If you
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters
and out my zone if you really wanna know
I got Hen and got Patron if you're really tryna go
Oh, you don't know Bamz?
I'm what the music game need
Like
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
immigrants
Putting in that work, this ain't no coincidence
If you need a music video call Mood Infinite
One day we gon get there (true)
Office on the Forbes
make sure you're not staring at him
As I know that a cat can stare at a king
But every cat in the game here
Wants to be crowned!
And let me reassure
This
know until you try
What's the answer?
Fucked if I Know!
But do you trust what's On Your Radio?
What's On Your Radio?
What's On Your Radio
smart
She gives Crazy Brain
But she can't be bae
Can't lock arf my ting can't post on mains
You know dem ones where your vibin n dat
But deep down you
and say, "Yo!", Hit it!
Shake it, ah don't break it
'Cause I know we can make make make it
You go, "Ah, ahh, ah ah oh ooh"
And if you're ready to party
and say, "Yo!", Hit it!
Shake it, ah don't break it
'Cause I know we can make make make it
You go, "Ah, ahh, ah ah oh ooh"
And if you're ready to party
cash roll and politics
Action is my identity, whoever you be
(Don't don't don't fuck with me)
My last go, the radio struck me with a low blow
Now I
sacrifice
Time we get it right no maybes no mights
Cause there is death followed by everlasting life
He is praiseworthy and of this I am certain
If you
a present
And edits if we're talking about subs you will get step on
Cuz you're the only one that would get put on a casket
When I'm done with you
There was
California
So you suckers better listen when I speak
A brother that's hard but very unique
Cause the P is one of a kind
Kick some ass, grab the mic, then I go
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