Lyrics:
wrong
But it’s not a sin
You make love all night
Over and over again
I’m not the big bad buff
So let me in
All I need is one track
Before I can jam
of bein' a Beatle though
Don't want to, I need to, ya gotta learn to keep it cerebral
When you come up in a place where everyone got a piece but ain't
[Co-Dee]
Go ahead, get that money
Get that money!
I ain't going to let nobody see you
I got your back, baby, I got your back
You want five? You only got two
LL
Radio killer
Yeh
y'all think they can handle this one man?
Alright
Call the radio and tell 'em this your song
This your song, this your song,
manic (oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'ma make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
Don't be fooled by the baby face (uh)
I hope ya not 'cause your thighs got me hot (mmh)
Only one plan, that is to rise to the top (mmh)
I told you
To the beat y'all
So, so sick (TM)
To the beat y'all (So, so sick)
Oh me? My name is L
First of all you a banger, straight up and down
I
(oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, baby
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
please say my peace?
If y'all fresh to death then I'm deceased
And this one here is a heat rock
Spit like a beatbox the way the beat rocks
New version
to get their attention
Have I failed to mention
That there's a connection
It's what they call radio love
Just jam out to the music
Come on, can't you feel
To the beat y'all
So, so sick (TM)
To the beat y'all (So, so sick)
Oh me? My name is L
First of all you a banger, straight up and down
I
something you probably won't hear on your radios
So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking too fast it just means
Jermaine is the best
The industry fucked you, I'm just paying 'em back
What's the matter with slayin' jackers? That's all I've been doin'
Besides talkin'
now on, baby, you're my star
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near
Everyone is in your order
No one is valuable
To love or hate
There is no limit, no before
No after
It's all yours
Choose what you want
No one can hunt you
get this thing started.
Only one thing left to do baby lets.
Turn Up!
Tell me what you want
this aint no time to front
We can do it all night long.
an MC
I got a black ski mask but I don't ski
And if you diss Wiley or Jme
I will come to your set like
What soundboy, who is it? Who is it?
Everybody get
on the mic to my sisters and brothers
Every time you listen to the radio
All you hear is nonsense, they never play the bomb shit
Everything that glitters
Everyday that goes by is another day I want you more
I'd give a million dollars to see you baby standin' at my door
I'll lay you down and tell you
Yeah baby, you should do all that
Come - Yeah baby
(Oh yeah, this is gonna be good)
Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya
Eighteen and over
Hi
and
Get you hit in ya face
Second half y'all owe me won't
Fit in the safe
Talkin' money to me is legit a mistake
My next crib I debate
"Should it be in
'm radio-ing out,
Come in anyone,
Is there anyone around?
All I want to say,
What's it all about?
Radio-ing in,
I'm radio-ing out...
Walking down a corridor,
then
Maybe we could prove em' all wrong with our commitment
Baby wait and listen
I can see your vision
What is your religion?
Come over to my place
I
my
Son is that what you want?
Just tell me after all the tweets and posts
You made thru the years disrespecting me
And my family I still have love for
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