Lyrics:
on the radio
'Til we get lost in
A sunset fallin'
Lay a blanket by the creek
Where the moon peeks over that sycamore tree
And there won't be anyone watchin'
on the radio
'Til we get lost in
A sunset fallin'
Lay a blanket by the creek
Where the moon peeks over that sycamore tree
And there won't be anyone watchin'
plays the Mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
We built this city, we built this city
album sounding like a clutter
If you try and clap back I'll make a movie with your mother
If we're talking dignity you're living in a drought
I see you
Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she
Chilling with the guys on an m way ride
No one hundred twenty-five but we're cruising by
Not Kano but I know I'm made in the manor
Vibe all night
Tweak and we shooting at you
And I got niggas that do drive by's too
They might drop the top on a coop
Then come thru and shoot through the roof
You see
a summertime ride
Ain’t nothing like the summertime
I can’t help but stare at her even when the other girls are passing by
She’s got my full attention and I
dripped in designer a bad girl like Rihanna
Can tell by how she act that she get it all from her momma
Plus she hold a nigga down yeah my lil shawty a rider
Serotonin
So grab your things and let's go
We can drive all night no one will know
Turn up the radio
And watch the world pass by through your window
alright
as long as I got you (by my side)
We're gonna take a road trip
Let’s take a road trip
roll the windows down
turn the radio up
ride around without
to the south
The old bird's gonna nest.
The radio gonna play our songs sometimes
And make me smile, erase some miles,
And make the time go by.
Time as we
ain't protect her
We was supposed to ride out and always stay together
Now you just a distant memory, I guess that's what you tellin' me
Put it on my
Ap two tone
It's a cold world
My body stays on freeze
I be too gone
Thinking of you
When I'm off the ecstasy
I'm never hesitant
I ride with my
on your windowpane
Fly again or ride with me
Skyliner
Skyliner
Remember when we're sixteen
You left me dangling off a bridge
That we used to drive by
I just want you
I just want to hold your hand
And go on rides
Where we don't know where we're going, you know?
I don't want to play these games
to splurge on effects and reverb
Once that cue system shit hit them ears your brain's gonna curve
Drop the mister two inch, half inch for any edits
Radio
I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this
But chopper going off in the hood man
Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man
Yeah, we hear it so
I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this
But chopper going off in the hood man
Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man
Yeah, we hear it
hood by the way we act
But these hood niggas call me brainiac
White folk say abrasive
All I do is acme like animaniacs
And sip my own juice without
A yes sir, radio station, BUSH69 when you're down
Take me to the streets
Shout out to the people out there in the city living that life
We 'bout
Tennessee
I ball till I fall and they never see the end of me
I know, that my friend is still my enemy
And the only ones I ride for is my modafuckin family
Should we go solo
Music on the radio
When I tell you my side you act like you don't know
What you get back is what you give to me
Are you lying to yourself
enough keeping gas in the car
But sometimes we ride around
She plays the radio up load
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah
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