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I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station

H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station

H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station

H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
He's crying inside
Can't tear the hurt out
Life's rushing by
Like and old movie backdrop
The radio's blasting
Song after song
About the big
All I wanted was to be wanted
All I needed was to need what I'm feeling
By the radio, with the lights turned off
And you never really knew about it
P-O-P-P-I-N
One-nine-eighty-two D-J-in
Eighty-three it was all about Run-DMC man
A gang banger taught me how to break dance then
The same year I picked up
is under my shoes

And shawty mouth is under my ooo
I can't say that, radio don't play that
I'm so cool the sun gotta hate that
But it can never
I just wanted you to know 
Sometimes driving home at night 
I let your memory take control
And you're sitting by my side
I turn up the radio
never play me
Radio suckers never play me

Cruisin' down the street what do I see?
Crash Task Force, L.A.P.D.
Gangs illin', wildin' and killin'
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last fire truck from hell
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying,
It's the last temptation
The last
up) [3x]
C?mon baby, just 

Pump it (louder) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh 
Say, oh oh oh oh 
Yo, yo 

Turn up the radio 
Blast your stereo
done with this - you feel me?
And then I'ma sic my son on y'all, ya heard me?

[Master P]
Real niggaz see through these fakers so it's time to expose 'em
mind

Fuck them niggas!
Yea, I said it, fuck them niggas!
Yea, I said it, fuck them niggas!
Yea, I said it, thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your
and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw

Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen
What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen
Every
a Coupe
Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit
For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it
Least anticipated, to the most wanted
Yeah, that's
you're
Gonna ruin it villain it's a god damn shame.

Are you ready for the real here we go now,
Most on the radio can't flow now,
Everyday I gotta cut
Like Unk told ya take 2-Steps towards the door and just walk it out

[Chorus]
G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told me that she ain't a freak x2

G-R-O-U-P-I-E
Told
a lullaby
It's got the message
that's in the air
Count the colors,
& colors beware
I so wanted to be in your heart
I so wanted to be in your heart
But you
the man
That you wanted him to be

Turn the radio on to drown out the sound of goodbye
Blink back the tears show me you've still got your pride
Just get
on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio

Now daddy come first and daddy come next
Daddy represent that Screwston, Tex
Silly punks jealous of the S-P
At 2 p.m. she eats a late lunch by design 
So that she’ll have some self-control at dinnertime 
Not much at all gets done on Friday afternoon 
So
bars
Everywhere we go...you know who us are
You could tell by the car
Champagne caviar
Bubble bath, I say I love you..
And I laugh

[Chorus]
Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave
on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio

Now daddy come first and daddy come next
Daddy represent that Screwston, Tex
Silly punks jealous of the S-P
radio
This is your boy DJ Payne
I gotta get outta here man
I just wanna leave with
If you ain't got it by now,
Then you just ain't gettin' it
Yeah