Lyrics:
I say I love you
And I laugh
Riding in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart
gonna bang or hang with tha dogg
You best to get in
Holla at her Nate Dogg (Holla, holla)
Chorus:
(Nate Dogg)
Ridin in my car
And I'm listening
singers with the golden fingers
But way down deep inside
I'm begging Dolly Parton if I'm hurtin'
Charley's pride.
Chorus:
You're my favorite star
Even
People think I'm crazy
But I love you 'cause you crazy too
(Radio killa)
Red light special, undress me under the candlelight
Turn up in this
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
I'm not to blame
When we touch its by mistake
Tenderness she just can't fake
Who does she think I am
To let her love another man
I won't take
I'm not to blame
When we touch it's by mistake
Tenderness she just can't fake
Who does she think I am
To let her love another man
I won't take
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
when I believe her
I'll soon be back; I got the fever
She's a believer
I got the freight liner fever
Now, there's a railroad a-runnin' by a highway
when I believe her
I'll soon be back; I got the fever
She's a believer
I got the freight-liner fever
Now there's a railroad a-runnin' by a highway
told her
That I shouldn’t be talking to her
Because I’m not crazy … but
I ended up really enjoying
Her conversation is
That crazy? We talked about
All it takes is a country song and a sad old melody
And she's right back in these empty arms
Where she was always meant to be
I'm in love with her
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
day by day
If your love was all i had i'd be good fasho
Hoping that you call me when you hear me on the radio
Wanna heal your heart fuck the others I
of dead homies that I promised would make it out this shit (sorry)
And I don't think God's hands is on me nigga, I'm gonna make it out this shit
No weapon
road
She asked him autograph her derriere, read
"To Wide Load
This yard bird taste like fried toad turd
Love, Villain" Take pride in code words
Crooked
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
could tell by da car
Champagne cavior
I say i love you
And i laugh
[Chorus:]
[Nate Dogg]
Ridin' in my car
And im listening to the radio
Im listening
roll daddy got the glow
Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately
Three piece suit and I'm looking so cute
Sexy mama, send her way, you
my life
Oho ohoho
I'm never gonna give it up
Oho ohoho
I never ever lose my aim
Oho ohoho
I'm never gonna give it up
Accept my way of living
It's my
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