Lyrics:
fucking with your head
We could've been somewhere in the sand out in the beach catching a tan
Now I don't wanna talk
If I ever said I love you that wasn't
cool
So she found another lover
They went undercover
Then she stomped my heart into the ground
Only keep the peace by calling out the police
Finding
you say?)
I said we won't get no radio play but we probably
get some pussy for this.
Nate:
You can't be he-ey you can't be my lady but I'll let you be
a backflip
Right outta your chest
It's me, and you'd know soon as you hear it
The frequency of a memory comin' in clear
And I know you don't hold on
But baby I
have to be signed by a production company or be in a group? And he said, No, Asian women don't make it in America. No one buys from Asian women. This is
that I deal with everyday
Said I'm fine and I lied
Forty five right by my side
On Heartbreak Blvd
Listen to sad songs as I cry
Wish I could take a break
by...
Good Fellas, Octavius and Fred
Every Friday night that's what I said
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Intro:
Radio: Black Velvet
Keemy Casanova: Well gotdamn baby why was you rushing me?
I just told you I was over there talking to Fred, shit.
Girl:
feel like I made it Sipping long islands, til I'm faded
They screaming Fred X Vegas I heard the radio play it
I heard the DJ say it They believe I'm one
run with it
I make you stop quick
My hands are nice I pulled a fly
Right up outta the blue sky with chopsticks
I then hop skip across Jupiter
Pinning
her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And o' Jim just got sick right there on the floor
He dropped
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
I said "bitch, who really doesn't?" (Good as new!)
She say I'm selfish, I say "yeah, we by the dozen"
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah), by the bankroll
I
Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta
niggers
Produced by niggers, genuine niggers
so I salute my, niggers
Not mad cuz Eminem said nigger
cuz he's my nigger, wigger, cracker friend
We all black
laughing when we said we had it made
It's in the air you breath
And it's also in the water.
It's something you can't see
You've been warned of by you
right
She was bound to be yours for at least a night
See, I was introduced to her by my cous'
But that was before he told me who or what she was
Me
Siren is bending, the radio humming
Sun is breaking through and the storm is coming
The score is obscure, the melody fractured
It went by my window,
(go)
Doo-doo
Your heart drop when the- (go)
She said
Ayy, she said
Ayy
She said
Ayy, ayy, she said
Ayy (Glory Gang), ayy
On Foenem Radio
Oh,
were hits on the radio
Promoters said they needed some gonzo stuff
For the country package show
The record company said that they were caught by
said it on the air
[Chorus]
If you think that love isn't found on on the radio
Then tune right in you may find the love you lost
'Cause now I'm
the radio station, I was like nope
You crazy if you thought I was gone listen to rock
They said rap wasn’t music, I ain’t forgot
You crazy if you thought I
and bounce
Say no more I forget he's your boy
I wouldn't say that
I swear that's the house
What?
He's your boy you said you two
Used to go school you trusted
think of me
When the song we used to call our own comes on the radio
I guess I'm all right, took me a little while
But I got a new job and I finally sold
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