Lyrics:
by it
I now live my life on a sin free diet, just try it
Some cats are thinking yes Nobl1 this is easier said than done
Well I'm here to let you know
on as the only light
Like a jack white stripe just right
On the radio, you're a movie or a video
On the radio, in the videos
Tryna play me on the low, you think I
once more"
Play it out just once more
She said, "I've heard you flying high on my radio"
I answered "It's not all it seems"
That's when she laughed
plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now
[Chorus]
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right
words alone
These words that are haunting me still, it said:
He lies a young man struck down in his prime
By the awesome burning power of love
He
Gator Boys just shootin' pool in
An ol' honky tonk
When that girl came through the door
You could've heard a pen drop
She walked right up and said
usually started things off by asking about the avant-garde.
Â?? So, what's so good about new? they'd ask.
â?? Well, new isâ?¦ interesting.
â?? And what,
time I turn around
Somebody's tryin' to knock me down
I don't have any tricks left up my sleeve
I said Lucky that ain't nothin' new
I've been
up a candle
A bottle of chilled champagne right beside me
Radio booming pumpin the isley
Maybe I'll grab her and give her a kiss
Or kick her a line
right
Seems I'm making it harder and harder
While everybody else is doing well
I get confused by their bodies
I get tangled in their curls
How do
I think that, I could be fine
As long as I am right by your side
Oh baby don't you know it's you
That's the truth
You'll be my telephone love on my
perfect if I died rite now tell me would it all be worth it
Cursed followed by a dark cloud was a guppy but turned to a shark now
I saw a ton of obituaries
Turn down the lights and lit up a candle
A bottle of chilled champagne right beside me
Radio booming pumpin' the isley
Maybe I'll grab her and give her
[scarface]
I woke up to a tune on the radio, check it
An old church hymn behind a breakbeat record (yeahhh)
Sounded kinda funky so I pumped it, right
that kills me right where I stand
You're my stay in bed, rainy day, radio on
And you're the reason why they write them songs
I've been up in smoke
Johnny he was up to no good
Lost in notebooks
He never said nothin' but he thought he so should
Johnny was a dreamer but he broke their rulebooks
And he
right here man
All these rappin' niggaz talkin about they dope boys, they real niggaz man
I don't know - I don't see these niggaz, feel me?
So I wanted
in Compton and shit
I said if this was one of my niggas
From New York this nigga be my nigga
Even though he from the West Coast
He still my fuckin'
Tequila Stat
Words by Richard W Owen
Music by Richard W Owen
The carriage is swaying
The bodies crush 'round me
AI girl reminds me
Please mind
Toney Starks Radio right here
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Smooth FM, you know how we do, come on
Wave ya hand in the air like this
Mami,
Orange now on a 57 inch TV, that's right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went back to just getting by
'Til momma slipped on a patch of ice outside
onto the highway I said right
At least the baby didn't dieright?
At least the baby didn't die"
And then we went to Sarasota
To see Neil's cousin
What's good it's WTPZ Radio
Right now we got an exclusive for y'all
It's your man Thelonious Martin
Checking in with some brand new Topaz Jones
SoundCloud
Now I'm chilling by the waves blowing it down finna take my girl to pound town
Said you barely catch me, pop fly
But I might slide by the home base
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