Lyrics:
turn it on today, a sunny day . listen what´s up on the radio . but do you like the tracks? poppy smacks! someone has to turn up the radio . tell me
The blades of grass tickle my toes
I feel an itching start in my nose
I see you drive by in your beat up car
Can I take a ride
Can I take a ride
Turn down
an L of the za now I'm burning it
Homie still up & it wasn't my turn yet
Shark in the driveway same color of kermit
Runnin' up M's is what I am
Slow Down and see the salty water
Lit like the light down by the bay
Ayyyyyyyyy
You know we’re gonna go where Mary wants too
If she rolls up she’ll
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
Is forever granted their true freedoms rights
Put it all on the line
calculate my every risk
Up against the system made by man
To deny me my every
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up
absence ‘ll turn you past-tensed
My focus is futuristic
I flow with no explicits
Radio won’t have to edit
Unlikely they let it spin
So I’m globe trottin’
Geedorah now its on in the streets
Rhymes like Visine to keep your eyes clean
Blinded by the high beams and miles of dry memes
Clogging your twitter feed
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh-oh
Make me your radio (yeah, aha)
And turn me up when
Well...you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so
,
Come and take a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Turn it up, get up, come on
Don't you try to fight
burn down
Get up, get up, come and take a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Turn it up, get up, come
back at the dome
I say gotta roll up too when I get back at the dome
Praises to the most high blessed me with the flow
So I can use it sometimes, let you
on the corner mack with slang playin' a dice game
When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na
Your street time is limited 'cause this bad rocks it
Take
on the corner mack with slang playin' a dice game
When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na
Your street time is limited 'cause this bad rocks it
Take
leave it all behind
So grab your things and let's go
We can drive all night no one will know
Turn up the radio
And watch the world pass by through your
picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit' a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Yo the burner by the zipper, burn 'em, turn 'em to a pisser
you wrote me, on the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
They never said your
, get up, come and take a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Turn it up, get up, come on don’t you try
cutting it
Not like an edit here
I need more credit yeah
I take a U-Turn on fuck with you avenue
Settle like residue
I do not settle boo
Rapping in
(It's alright) turn it up, turn it up
(It's alright) oh oh yeah
(It's alright) oh yeah
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