Lyrics:
by the weight, I'm never changin'
And I gotta stay low, I see Usher Raymond
30, 000 on my wrist, fuck you saying?
Count the cash at the lot, no
you can be
Word, censorship of reality
Radio suckers never play me
Radio suckers never play me
Radio suckers never play me
Suckers don't, but
on manly in me
So I'm afraid
That I can't complain (Huh, ha!)
I don't mind
If you wanna come by my crib
And chill,
But just be sure
That you call me first
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
Ayy ayy, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop it radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you!
Ya'll don't wanna lose again
Lot of people here felt
Tonight like
outside who don't mind
And I know you got some hopes that I won't waste your time
But still I play my Usher song
Like usher on the radio
Usher on the radio
at attention
Keep it on the low
(Usher)
Ain't nobody watching
Don't worry they can't see us
I know I got you hot
Now let me in
(Beyonce)
You in the club
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
told him I didn't have
It then close my door
Tell me how much how much a dollar costs?
And this a freestyle beginning
And if you know me you know KDot
on me, work on me
Whittle down to the radio edit
I'm trying to work on me, work on, work on me
Open my phone and it's easy to see
You don't belong you
call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line
Tarzans
Niggas take precautions
They don't wanna cross him
Call him awesome, every day I'm flossin'
Tried to catch a winner, baby girl
You done caught him
watchin'
Baby, I don't give a in this club
And baby, you know I'd be down
But we can't have all these people staring, standing around
This right here
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line
mighty far
And these local ass ratchets just gotta have it
I call the rappers that's bouncing
'Cause all these carats
You see what time it is, it's
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
and worn out tweeters
And still I get the effect
If you got my go-to living
Even get me in the spirit
Even if I'm a complete wreck
Don't you call it
to say that new song
by Phats, Kurupt, the R.O.C.- it's off the hook baby. Keep banging it
[Radio DJ]
WBALLS, WBALLS, WBALLS
What more can we have
to me
That perhaps JLo was
Just thinking of how far we'd all come
That now we can all celebrate our asses
I don't know maybe
If she didn't have a new
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
jeans now
If u touch that skateboard again
You will be shot.
Verse 1
I lost my patience listening to radio stations
Program directors destroying
anger
Because I don't need the green light
I'll do it when it's green, red, or amber
You're not a bad boy you're a skank
Have look in the mirror and
I
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