Lyrics:
jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, no
(Er-ra) oh-ah, (er-ra) oh-ah
(Er-ra) oh-ah, (er-ra)
tense
So I like to live my life like a big carnival
Get drunk, act like an animal
I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop
Suckers get
Kay Slay, Cipha Sounds, Amanda Diva, (Sirius Radio)
Dj Chop, (Enough), DJ Hyphen, Greg Street, you know I'm talkin' 'bout?!
All the radio stations
the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
Aww, big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single
played on the radio
It's a no-brainer" Both
Songs are slow-burning, sensual
Ballads that seem slightly at odds with
Meek's traditionally louder, brasher
to them
And now they play me like a fuckin' amateur
I got a life, yeah, I got a right, yeah
Cancel my shows, that shit ain't right (shows)
How they gon'
[Greg Street]
W,be ,I,T,E,see,H, ain't that a bitch radio
Yo check, that's the new jam of the day
The Big Tymers featuring Wolf
Yo Wolf don went from
that you just don't understand
The meanest mug in the club, don't make yo' ass the man
Now if you want to be a fan then that's fine
But all I
that you just don't understand
The meanest mug in the club, don't make yo' ass the man
Now if you want to be a fan then that's fine
But all I
not to get laid
All across the country my records gettin played
On radio stations, clubs and on tours
And after every show I make three encores
Sleep
not to get laid
All across the country my records gettin played
On radio stations, clubs and on tours
And after every show I make three encores
Sleep
Geeked up in the club like I'm DDG Spin the block, hitting every corner like a DVD
Call his ass out on the play like a referee Glock in the waist
the madness to a flying halt
And radio needs to be ashamed
For pumping murder, murder, murder all up in our brain
I'll tell ya now Big Poppa don't like it
care?
Another token tantrum to cover up the fear. What did you know? What did you care?
Another institution, another cross to bear. What did you know?
of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd letter
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