Lyrics:
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
A businessman
And he's got this
Work ethic that
I always wish I had
And he's
Funny as fuck, too
We had a game
Growing up
When the radio
Was playing
At random
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
would just pass
figured i could just last
caught up by the relapse yuh
i've been feelin' coup'd up
circlin' my brain
these thoughts i put on mute
but
nothing else to pursue
Like I ain't got a couple songs on the radio too
Pardon me homie for asking who the fuck are you
Somebody shoulda told this nigga who
behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is
'bout
Baby, can't you tell by this kiss
I don't wanna be your friend
You got the tank top, and I got the jeep
We got an open road and a radio
With
or could this be just the start?
Oh darlin'
Turn the radio up for that sweet sound
Hold me close never let me go
(Keep) Keep this feelin' alive
Make
the lights, give me your dome
She done edit her pictures for real
Tryna run it for likes
Tell her know that I got it for real
Once I hit them lights
She been
speakers got that rattle back
I'm flashin metal when I was attacked by
A couple pretty bitches that was begging me to pick em up
And take em in and fuck
Oh shit!
Oh, I need that
I need that sloppy
That sloppy
Like a Chevy in quicksand
That sloppy
This feelin' is unmatched
This feelin' is
The feelin' of bein' insane with
Intoxication caused by a playlist brought by the grayness
Dark times
A vacant heart
'Cause I'm spaced out
Nobody's even
caution tape it
An open case with no investigation
No medication could have replaced it
The feelin' of bein' insane with
Intoxication caused by a playlist
a whole lot as long as you're by my side
We can make it through anything you and I
'Cause the sun's out, got my Ray-Ban's on, radio DJ playin' a good song
Justa 'nother love song, on the radio...
Here we go...
Justa 'nother love song, on the radio...
Hey...
Oh, it was twilight time
We were riding
got my breath wide open
Used to play wide receiver now I'm feelin wide open
Yeah why you smokin? cuz I'm hurtin as a person
And numbin the pain really
to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit
They say we live our life by quarters
But I measure by the thirds
See I'm an easy rider
Envisioning my fifties feeding birds
What's money to the 2nd
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Feels good, feels good
Oh
Just got paid, it's Friday night
Party huntin', feelin' right
Body shakin', all around
up the radio, we can take it real slow
We can look up at the night sky, see the look in your eye, got me feelin' so right
When I'm layin' in the bed
in,
And she was a looker, almost like the edits,
Couple months runnin by and I felt attachment,
By the time was feelin her, she left me broken hearted,
We've got to listen
To those oldies play
I'm a feelin'
We'll go cruisin'
Crusin' on Saturday night
We'll be moving,
Grooving in the radio
are blue
I'm feelin' new and I'm feelin' you when the mountains are blue
Lets pop the top and just drop the tailgate on the bank
Take a seat by
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