Lyrics:
light
from my radio so clear...
Bodies glistening, everybody's listening
as the man plays all the hits that you want to hear.
With a will to believe,
they the Forces that determine the final say
No shade grey, Black and unapologetic, Progressive Underground wit no radio edit so forget it if
you think
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
Yeah
Cassidy
Huh
This one of my joints for the ladies man
[Chorus]
Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring,
the planet daily
Radio Rasheed this is how I do when I write things
The party for your right to fight scenes
Baby girl you as young as the nice seams
this girl)
(I mean I could've been anywhere)
(Red Alert played one of the songs on the radio)
(It was so long ago)
(Yo Merce, what's up? This is
V1:
I was raised by a working man
I’m a love and a wedding band
The only girl that I understand
She’s the daughter of a working man
I’m
the skeeters don't get him in the Gatersville
Now the years went by and his girl was wed his family gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would
on the radio (true)
But you still don't pay me no attention
Listenin to what your girlfriends mention
He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a freak
Got a different girl
("Show Me" by Kid Ink starts playing)
F-Mustard again!?
M-Bitch, you hear it m-No, bitch, no
("My Nigga" by YG starts playing)
M-Man, bitch you know
Radio, radio man
Tell us how to sing again
He said don’t cuss, stand up straight and tall
But I can’t rock soft
It’s just that look in her eye
It
know 'bout flexin'?
Might pull up to the Weston and have your girl undressin'
I've this ice on me but my heart cold
I'm a real nigga, bitch, check
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
perfect
I won't quit 'til the good Lord says my work is done
Like a faded out song on the radio, done
Like the cowboy gets the girl when the credits roll
of this 'cause I was trying to get to work
I could've got away I almost had 'em shook
'Til this girl walked by something said not to look
But I
your girl, and you love her
You should tip her (ayy), you should tip her (ayy)
If she fix you eggs and grits in the morning
Man, you should tip her
of this 'cause I was trying to get to work
I could've got away I almost had 'em shook
'Til this girl walked by something said not to look
But I
Man we on the radio
Man based underground radio
Man we got my? nigga outchea Lil
B doing his motherfuckin thang aye man we
Outchea Florida nigga what it
I know y'all don't see me on tv
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to crying
Jean
Mixin' vodka with caffeine
We've got strangers stopping by
And though you're out of tune
Girl, you blow my mind, you do
And I'll say as I
of detentional
Gavel man sentence fall
So we all get what we need
On sustenance we all feed
Liquid , pill, powder, plant
Radios edit out that
Due to bunk
All of you ladies out there turn up your radio
Girls, I'm about to tell you something You may wanna know
You know things they're not always
What
behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is
Here here we go from Japan to Romeo
My flow is slow and it's ya know my first time on radio
Now some say I'm foul, some say I'm wild
And that all
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