Lyrics:
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
Aye you probably think you know where this is goin'
But this ain't one of them kinda songs
Somebody roll and let's get it on
While I forget it all
let it go
Cuz I wanna hear you sing, when you sing
Somebody body better turn off the radio
Cuz I wanna hear you sing, baby sing
[Repeat: x3]
nothing like two hands on the wheel
And the radio playing I Won't Back Down
Baby that's about the way I feel
Might be gone a couple of hours
Might be
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
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
around
When you need me
I will always be by your side
Oh baby, oh baby
Just know everything is gonna be alright
When I get home
I'm gonna hold you
kickin' up some heat
The memories are still so sweet
Time's gone by but it's plain to see
I still love you and you still love me
Let's shake these
If you say it is you a d-d-damn lie
Rolling through life like a tumbleweed
I'm the young pres of my company
Home catching hell cause I love my weed
, and dance in your socks
On the windshield to some radio rock
And we'll roll with it
Won't think about it too much
Baby, let's just go with it
And get
everything, play this tune, it's your eulogy
It's your funeral, prepare to die
This is music for you to be murdered by
a rolling river
And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow
A hopeless romantic that's what I've been called.
So don't talk â??bout love â??cause I'll fall.
Moved by the way you walk, talk. The color
better move it
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
in my eyes and boys by my side, they're mine you know.
Tonight! My baby, we got a love so strong, let the beat go on.
It's alright! My baby, if it
(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
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
bout to Bust It
Down
Alejandro
Ha Ha Ha
Radio Edit Baby
Bust It
not really into talking less it's on the station
ASPEN
I is SEVEN
Maybe I be biased by the days end
Ah yes, baby I can buy it, all you want, I'ma get
as Gift
Buy the Full Digital Album
lyrics
Turn the radio up, let's go
Put the top down, take it slow
Sun-set with a neon glow
Whatcha say baby, I'm
it's not lost yet
I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your silhouette
Red is the rose's color, blue is the violet's
Here's my number baby, when you
If you say it is you a d-d-damn lie
Rolling through life like a tumbleweed
I'm the young pres of my company
Home catching hell cause I love my weed
gone forever
I should just let 'em go, but
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got the top pulled down
Radio on, baby
I can tell
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