Lyrics:
'm feelin' nervous but I'm really kinda wishing
For an undercover mission
That's when the red alert came on the radio
And I put my earpiece on
Got my dark
one more time, I don't stand in line
Got my drive in overdrive
I work overtime and he take half of mine
Yeah, my uncle like the middle man that's
for Christmas
Now I'm living in paradise, oh
[Christina Aguilera] (Dr. John)
I'm, I'm feeling mighty fine
Got good music on my radio
(Yes you do
I'm home about eight, just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin', savin' all my love for you
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Watch it now
Scooby-dooby, scooby-dooby
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
Trees flew by, me and Del were singin' little Runaway
I was flyin'
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
One two three four five six
Roadrunner roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna ride by the stop-n-shop
With the radio on
I'm in love with
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
Hammerin' a nail
Stackin' them bales
I'm dog tired by the five o'clock hour
But I'm ready to raise some hell
And Jesse's gettin' ready
I
You walk by the magazines
Sitting on the rack at the CVS
One more sad movie star divorce
Three hundred died in an airplane wreck
And you think
talk
(They think I be glorifying this street shit, not at all, uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name off of drug
know
'Bbout the big corral where the doggies go
We learned them all on the radio
Yippie yi yo kayah
I'm an old cowhand
Oh yes, Mr. Bing.
Too hot
plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
to send a video, I don't edit my pics
I work for it, I'm on my shit
And when I'm walking by, yeah, I know the truth is
He wanna know how she get that
Feels something like summertime
Top down ain't nothing but time
Radio's on and you're by my side
Feels something like summertime
These days
Hammerin' a nail
Stackin' them bales
I'm dog tired by the five o'clock hour
But I'm ready to raise some hell
And Jesse's gettin' ready
I
"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
of yes
I got my speech already in my head
Then I'll say, then I'll say, yeah, I'll say
Thank you uncle Dean for teaching me La Bamba on guitar
Thank
Take a left here boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know
I'm fifteen, I ain't green
eight,
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin',
I'm savin' my love for you
Yeah, ain't misbehavin'
Like Jack Horner in the corner
Don't go no
lowest, I'm ridin' 'round with choppers
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that
right now
I got some money in my pocket
And I won't need a ride, yeah
I got a big Jag car and a baby by my side, yeah
Well, I'm a little hot
It's Q-Tip, the ass-jack
Will.i.am and Sergio
Q-tip steady rockin' on yo' radio
It's the eh, it's the ethnic
It's the hip hop dance, let's sing
That new CL fly
Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries
Yeah, come holla at your uncle
I understand, I'm back by popular demand
You are now
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