Lyrics:
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
I've been waiting by the radio for so long
Then you tuned in, not listening
Then I caught your ear when I said
[Chorus]
I want a girl who doesn't
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
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
games in it
Thirty thousand dollar Rolex with Wayne in it
Got a Benz and a truck, 20 on my feets
Plus a house by the beach that I barely see
Man, this
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
You asked me if I'd marry you
And I believe I can
Though I'm just a young girl
They say you're a decent man.
I've been raised by mom and daddy
With
Tommy got off at the Texaco
Came bustin' in to Norma's Cafe
Said come on man we gotta go
You know how those party girls hate to wait
Filled up
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
girls (Explicit-Edit)cat like hello kitty they meow
i sold (Explicit-Edit)
but uh now im thinking bout record sales
i sold (Explicit-Edit)
but uh now
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
Ha kitty drippin dat figi
Im finna clipp ha like PG
Hit it back ta back think I might 3peat
Da girl dem suga thats word ta beenie
Had ta have
yuh fuck'e
Love di fuckery
All when mi lay down nobody above mi
Real one don, man signed by Bulbie
Bright bwoy, mi did affi rich, couldn't hungry
thoughts under this beanie, man
No Beenie Man I'm a thinkin' man
And I've been thinkin', man, what you thinkin', man?
I'm thinkin' drive by, huh (drive
will
Now, the years went by and his girl was wed
His family gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him runnin'
the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
will
Now, the years went by and his girl was wed
His family gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him runnin'
day some people see mi and seh alright
Beenie Man gone superstar yuh caan do certain tings boss
Dat mean if a girl stick pon mi mi fi walk boss
Ain't nothin too loose or locked too tight for a man like me
I might take it slow, 30 through town
But on a back dirt road
Girl, I put the hammer down
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
friends and they said come on out west
It's a place where a man can really feel his succes
So he pulled his heart and soul down off the shelf
Packed
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
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