Lyrics:
to be, too bourgeois to rock a jam raw
Understand what I'm sayin', they're down by law
They play the jams that are right, sometimes not polite
They
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
Cant hurt me now been saved by grace
Cant pull me down to that old place
We worship now devil out my face
He don't want smoke we gon let it bang
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
by lazy folks
Who just live their life no
Different from the day before
It was the same old song so
I turned off the radio
I turned off the radio
miles an hour
Radio on ya know I walk by the stop-n-shop
Radio on and then I drove by the stop-n-shop
Radio on and I like that much better than
Ooo who did this beat
I like this
This nice
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Bass Dheep
Ha Ha Ha
Fuck
I've been waiting by the radio for someone like you
But the people that are calling in today are few and far between
You were listening, their
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
jelly I was nuttin on her belly
I’m sure the radio with probably edit the line
I just do it to show that I’m ahead of my time
Tell her to spend it all
country-okie singer
That girl, she's a walk on the wild slide,
She's a day glow radio slow ride, low ride good time
If you see her, tell 'er I'm
Lookin' for
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
you couldn't
Pay for your studio time
You should've hollered at me
I will pay for that it's nothing
Only I can war with me, I'm the best
You're not
Put the radio on put the radio on (hello)
I don't wanna know I'm wrong
I don't wanna know I'm wrong
Sugar and spice, everything nice
Keep me on lock
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
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
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
tonight (yeah)
That's why I let my man drive tonight, yeah
You see what time it is, it's time to buy the bar
'Cause these fine ass girls came from
roll with the boy and you know why
She likes to burn it, I like to burn it
Go to your radio station ya can hear me
Pretty girl in my section come near me
My Christmas Girl Radio edit
By Eric MacVicar
I loved and lost at Christmas time.
My friends are great, I'll be just fine.
Verse 1
Happily, happy.
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Wait a minute baby
Wait a minute baby
Two strokes to the right
playin' by no rules
And girl singin' melodies
And it soundin' like your favorite song playin' on the radio
And can't get enough of me
I had a girl
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