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Baby bounce
Let me see you bounce to this
I get the mic technique
To help you use your ears
So you it by the radio
Hands on the dial
Soon Five

My Song

5ive

Five

1998

straight

Baby bounce let me see you bounce to this
I've got the mic technique to help you use your ears
So you sit by the radio, hands on the dial
Soon

Can you sleep through sounds of thunder?
Can you hear the silence of summer?
A moondog by your side  
That leads you through the nite

And maybe it's

of rain on the summer wind 
Roll the windows down tonight
While the shadows flutter in and out
Blinded by the highway lights
There's too much room for my

Drove my car right through the stars, I won't take this time for granted
Like a song by Sarah Vaughn, with the wind in my windows
It won't be long until

ain't changed at all

I know i should have left before
Summer softer days and nights went flyin' by

All travel long i'll sing a song
About a clown that

changed
Still I feel I haven't aged
And summer seems so long ago
All the tunes on the radio
Well, they're not the same
No they're not the same

Still I

I looked up for a moment
Saw your car passing by
Didn’t know where you’re going
But it seemed like you cried

They play our song on the radio
Did you

it
Hustle ambition on our side, we was well respected
Play pulled up for the bud we had to served a nigga  lettuce
Ima carnivore by a long shot nigga

the kingdom
Run back to first situation
Lame so don't pay no attention
Turn down by radio station
My head there's no competition
Trolling and fishing the reason

(You are now listening to Nghtlab radio)

Look at the time fly
Imma do somethin’ 'bout that
Get off my line
I don’t want none of your slack 
Nothin’

Long hot summers in a house of blue light
Trash going from hand to hand
By the radio you can see them sway
Nighting the day away

Every night is

all natural
Can't you tell by the shine
Season long tan
And I ain't got no lines
I'm so good in my zone
I ain't scared of you clones
A bunch of corny

all natural
Can't you tell by the shine
Season long tan
And I ain't got no lines
I'm so good in my zone
I ain't scared of you clones
A bunch of corny

one-er, this is the El-Product summer
With a gleam of factory gun metal sheen grey and no VIN number

Drive, drive, drive
Hopped in the hooptie

Six friends and we stole the show
And we were sure it wasn't long before
We'd be on national radio
We didn't know it
We didn't know
High as a kite you

days gone by
Already know why
We gotta stay close for this
Night life fast like we live in the summer
Fuck heart break no plans for the wintertime
Take

stand in line in the cue is never where I base (cubase)
School is never old how do y’all remain old school ?



When radios give me Air time I still take

as the centrepiece
She's spreading her wings out, flexing her earned clout
But the stars are out of reach
I sit by the water and watch the ferry back
The seasons are

up
I smiled "What's up shorty, what are you doing, let's link up"
We laughed for a while you touched my radio dial
My song came banging on the speakers

Sometimes I feel like I just don't care

I sit in my car and listen to the radio
I think about the past
And it seems so long ago

I know the pain is slowly

even use a rubber
I met her in the summer, now we gone til December
Scrollin through the app, swipe right on Tinder
Originally from the islands, she in

the rules
We was never Saved by the Bell
I remember how it used to be but damn, it changed
Against my window, I can't stand the rain 
That was a long time ago

Screaming on the phone like you
Won a radio contest

The only fucking thing I love
Is my long knife
The 45 cal click pow, put you on ice
Before the devil know