Lyrics:
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
Please don't go don't leave me
Promise me you won't go don't leave me
Don't leave me
Promise me you won't go don't leave me
I mix the losses with
gotta get up
You gotta get off
You gotta get down, girl
You know you drive me crazy, baby
You've got me turning to another man
Called you on the phone
No
I'm cool when it's just me
Beyoncé said that 1+1 is we (1+1=2)
So every night and day I'm living just to be loved by you
Come on swoon me, love
I want
Herschelwood Click and you niggas can't forget
Me mugs get slugs when you fuckin' with thugs
I pushed and shoved for ghetto love, affiliated with drugs
And uh,
trapped in love with you and I didn't know what to do
But when I turned on my radio
I found out all I needed to know
Check it out
Last night a DJ
Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown
here before
Radio transistor, my friend
Radio, love me
Radio, sand
Radio, the ocean
Radio, the end
Radio, love me
Radio, sand
Radio, the ocean
the hill something I never hoped to be
Even I have doubts sometimes a tough road for me
Is this the way that Glenn Gould felt taping
Songs at the r-radio
the radio up, radio up, loud|She was 'bout to tell me she was leavin'|Leavin' our little town|I was only drownin' out what she had to say|Oh I wish that song
to live
I've got all my love to give
I will survive
I will survive
Gotta make a move to town that's right for me
Gotta keep me movin'
Keep me
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Ooh,
Ah, yeah
Someone found a letter you wrote me
On the radio
And they told the world
Just how you felt
It must have fallen out
Of a hole in your
Stuck inside my house and I’ve been contemplating
Do I love myself or do I love the label
Thought of being free or by the chains of famous
Day by day
placements (Woo)
Mix a shot of vodka with the brown (Yeah, yeah)
I go in and you won’t see me ‘round (Everywhere that I go)
You ain’t really get down with this
niggas, they want me dead,
'Cause I done spread through their territory like the HIV.
Sun down spots, suckas swallow glocks.
If they know by these
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
your ears
I'm on the radio
I'm on the radio now
Will you love me more
Am I special enough now
I'm on the radio but still you go and leave me by
I'm
get up, you got get up
You got get down girl"
You know you drive me crazy, baby
You got me turnin' to another man
Called you on the phone, no one's home
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
Someone found a letter you wrote me
On the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole
In your old brown
Da da
Radio radio radio
Radio radio radio
Operator I need to dial one two seven
Vibration is high
Fearing not growing old
Take take me away
my song on the radio
Turn this here up on your stereo
Mr. Clean White T Im good
Pulling up bad chick your hood
Going up tonight
You make me wanna
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