Lyrics:
with a purpose
My oh my, love the service
This might be a reoccurrence
Hope when I die I deserve it
All my friends make it worth it
Friends make it worth
pulled up in a car looking like a spaceship
Ralph just hit me with a edit, hit him back with suggestions and some changes
Source posted it, I read it
What is going on and it's Michelle LA's 97-01
Radio is what you're listening to first
Thing I walk in the door and right
Behind me here he is Kanye
The bonfire's burning so bright
Country music's on the radio playing high
Tonight just feels like a good night
To be dancing, dancing
You look so fine in them
You'll eventually get my virtual good bye kiss
The rest are addressed to my friends and the subject line is "Just check this fine bitch"
And the one for
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
Don't stress, just rest and vibe in with the rhythm
The bass is in the pocket and you know we'll drop it with him
Got the drum beat crash and the radio
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
Fee fi foe fum (radio edit) by: Mr. Sho'Nuff
Fee fi foe fum
Atlanta is the city A U G is where I'm from
Fee fi foe fum
I don't want no problems, but
start to become a blur
When we become mature
Obstacles overcame
Pain we both endured
Words we wanna slur or omit like radio edits
Want that same love
understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo
amount of self-help articles
Or chats with girlfriends could help erase
That sentence from my brain
I think we should just be friends
The first time it
I love having fun hanging out with my friends
Friends coming over, we're gonna play some Mario Kart
We got that feel good, real good, big mood vibe
might just have to grip this mic like
This mic's a stick of kryptonite, and like
I might flip out like disco lights at night
And like oh yikes, it's like
Windows down
Wind in my hair
Cruisin' with my friends without any care
Radio blastin' our favorite song
Feelin' the rhythm
All summer long
Cruisin'
the house structure
Like Empire State, the power will surely crush you
As a pun on a radio edit, or nasty soda
I'm colder in the heart when the camel back
happening?
I just wanna talk!
That's really all I want!
I don't care if we meet up or text or have a call
I just want to have my friends be friends for fuckin'
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
look what Mario teaching me
Surrounded by these people and somehow, I feel alone
Locked up in my mind and free my thoughts up on the phone
Begin to feel
outta my league, should be just friends,
But I knocked one back and sent one her way
She drank it down, now she’s my baby
Too embarrassed to skinny dip?
"Big moves, I'm making", says he, shaking dust from his machines
Depending on his friends to call him up just so it seems
He writes his songs and nothing
leave me here tonight
Don't just leave me- (Cut that corny shit off!)
I'm bouta flow like a poet in a boat
Who's been mislead and provoked by the title
by the moonlight
Out here the world don't spin
Everything stops where the pavement ends
You can get you a buzz, blame it on the radio
Find
American
Accents by accident b
Batter babbling battlers with a
Bag of batteries
Ban these bias blaggers because
They're badly backwards b
Batty bible bashers
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