Lyrics:
walk around and I try to hide
Cause your eyes
They are telling me good by
I drive my car
Hear the radio
Playing songs
That go around and around in my
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
don't wanna know I'm wrong
I don't wanna know I'm wrong for you
I'm waiting by your back door let me come in
I got your favorite dress on
Long hair,
have a good night
Mix the Xan' with Codeine and she about to take flight
And she on ecstasy so she fucking all night
All night, yeah, she fucking all
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid 'cause Rick said so
Make the woofers
fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said
everybody else?
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you handle that?
The truth is, the truth, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any
and radio
And Doc, and 923, and everybody is it
Just me? Or did you hear
That song so many times
You still wanna play it for free
Ayy, and gimme, ayy
You know
fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said
and he's
57! No sooner when I got back to
The cell at 2: 45 pm, i was back
Out to take the test
For the suicidal-protection
Aide job i passed with a 100, no
please wash these lames away
And ironically, that's the name of my song
That's gold with no fuckin' radio play
Now it's back to the topic
Let me hit you
didn’t! Then you went
To look for aliens
Me and Kid Cudi are aliens right here
Bro! The vibes is back!
Aye, John
Take it all the way back to the beginning
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid 'cause Rick said so
Make the woofers
joking" he said
"There's nothing but Bach on this radio
I'm gonna throw it back up in the attic for good"
This he sat disbelieving the young prince so
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
laughs a little, and at that
At least for the night
The conversation is over one afternoon
We take a break from the studio
To shoot photos for this
by lazy folks
Who just live their life no
Different from the day before
It was the same old song so
I turned off the radio
I turned off the radio
me princess
You too good to be wasting time on me
You too good to throw that back one time for me
You too good to have a nice ride along with me
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
needs to be driven by car, to and from campus. And you're going to take care of that. And he goes, Cool. And the negotiation was done.
I didn't know yet,
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
You better get rid of that .9, it ain't gonna help
What good is it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell like, hell,
head back to Jungle City
Pharrell is out in Brooklyn
Waiting for Jay-Z to take the stage but not
Ocean he has a song to write
Amy Wallace is a GQ
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