Lyrics:
while your bank account falling (damn)
Gucci Mane, I don't fear no one but God (on God)
For fifty mil' I'll get in the ring and fight Floyd (whoa, whoa)
good just like I knew that I would
All on account of that wine that I bought today
I`m smiling so sweet
At every little girl that I meet
Some fools
Come and listen in to a radio station
Where the mighty hosts of heaven sing
Turn your radio on, turn your radio on
If you want to feel those good
desolation road
(lead)
No one to turn to
Losing my best friend
My name is just bad news
And my account's in the red
I'm in need of understandin'
I'm
Rebellious and Margielas'll chip you for designer
Belt buckles and clout, overzealous if prone to violence
Make the wrong turn, be it will or the wheel
(Squire)
I've seen all good people turn their heads each day so satisfied I'm on my way
I've seen all good people turn their heads each day so
pretend I ain't your friend
So we can get it on again
Let's pretend we never met
A good excuse to play forget
Let's pretend you never lied
So I can
want to give you some good, good lovin' (good, good lovin')
Turn your lights down low
Never, never try to resist, oh no
Oh, let my love come
a little dough I'm 'gon fuck
If money ain't a thing, I'm sayin' let a bitch know
Type to empty an account, how far you willin' to go (Turn it up!!)
Now he
He came to town on an old freight train
He jumped off in the pouring rain
Everybody said he's insane
Just a low down no account hobo
He made
always emerge in time
When lightening hits small wonder
It's fast rough factory trade
No expense accounts, or lunch discounts
Or hypeing up the charts
girl that’s on some ?
She call and say she miss me
I tell her I’ma visit next time I’m in her city
I turn your world to Gotti World, shorty bring your
to have lovin')
So turn it on now (got to have lovin')
Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin')
Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin')
don't even front stop being so fake
I know you do not like me yeah you made it very clear
You're always talkin 'bout me from what I hear
Always turn me
Hold it, baby, I turned you on
Now I can't turn you off
I turned you on
Now I can't turn you off
What a good, good feeling
A great sensation
the same way too
Worries, worries pile up on my head
Woe is me, I should have stayed in bed
Can't get the car and my marks ain't been so good
My love
the good times we found before
Yeah, we used to laugh a lot
Things aren't funny anymore
If I knew how to change your mind
Maybe things could be right
of the time
Turn the radio up
Hear the harmony
Turn the negative down
Turn the radio up
Everything will be fine
worryin' don't do no good
So throw your cares
fly?
Oh I hope there'll be peace on earth
I know there's good will toward men
On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem
Mom and Daddy stayed up
It looks like love
It feels like love
And I confess it's got me rocking on my heels like love
How else can I account for that unexpected glow
young or growin' older
There's some brain cells I'm missin'
But despite it all, I'd like to say
I'm gonna have a good day today
Gonna have a good
don't even front stop being so fake
I know you do not like me yeah you made it very clear
You're always talkin 'bout me from what I hear
Always turn me
Readin' on like fire
Come push the button and turn me on
Give me good love, switch the siren on
Come push the button and turn me on
Trip, trip
To see what I can see
I hope you'll understand
This time's just for me
Because it's my turn
To turn and say good-bye
I sure would like to know
That
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