Lyrics:
tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now
Warm on radio, warm on shows
Warm in the airways, warm on roads
Man better know that it's warm out
I just wanted you to know
Sometimes driving home at night
I let your memory take control
And you're sitting by my side
I turn up the radio
I just wanted you to know
Sometimes driving home at night
I let your memory take control
And you're sitting by my side
I turn up the radio
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
Tune in
Radio station made by yours truly
Thank you so much
Just fuckin' around man
Emotionally overwhelmed
My heart it has holes to heal
Have you
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
at all)
I won't knock it
Feel so alive when you're by my side
I don't mean to stutter
I'm caught up in the moment
It's just lack of sleep
I've been up
I'm comin with the lyrical miracle leaving em hysterical
Live from the cypher, new wave, 4 dimensional, I upgraded it to spherical
Turn the track up
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.
It was back around the turn of the centuries,
Back around nineteen hundred & thirteen,
There was a Negro pugilist his name was Jack Johnson.
Chevy
Ride this Chevy down a little backroad
Slide your pretty little self on over
Get a little closer, turn up the radio
Put your pretty pink toes
stand up time for the show…
3-2-1 Go…
Hook
Don’t go throw it away I want you to stay come and see who we are, who we are…
Turn on the radio it’s time for
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
turns cold and it's time to go.
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo you can bury my soul in the radio.
Lookin' in the rearview all I see is dirt
Up/down
up/down (let it go!)
Can't beat me, you can't stop me, take it, copy, my recipe down
let it go
the dance floor it
knows me radio ready
still do
It's a long shot girl but I'm coming to you
From the other side of the radio
Turn me up I'll take you back down that road
I miss you like crazy
at the living room
Listen to the music about that radio edit
I was jaming it that was my favorite song
About "Ain't No Fun" by Snoop N' Nate Dogg
I turn my radio on for you, baby
I heard how good, oh it's a band on the run
I turn my radio on for you, baby
Waitin' up for number one
I turn my
you
In my mind, I'm fine I'll take it slow
Take my time, let's fuckin let it go
Play my song, it's on the radio
Turn me up like on the radio
One on one
get it right
Radio stations, I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Get up, come on don’t you try to fight with me
It’s the only way that
feel my ears ringing
But it ain't too loud
Keep turning it up
(Turning it up! turning it up! up! up!)
It's like love on the radio
It's like cowboys
picked up my guitar
And she said that you'll never make it baby ohh
I bet you're gonna turn it down low
Wishing you were out on the road
Hoping that he
Hip-Hop need to wake up, we the fuckin' clock radios
[Chorus]
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
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