silence can Backrubs and dress too thin (?) For winter of her words (?) I touched it, it felt good All I want is my radio All I want is my radio
Hot silence can Backrubs and dress too thin (?) For winter of her words (?) I touched it, it felt good All I want is my radio All I want is my radio
choose to Cruise in my love boat My water bed kept us afloat I had to prove my manhood Show her that the B I V Was damn good, understood I never had my
it clap clap clap clap clap (Just shake that thang, shake that thang) She can make it clap like a standin' ovation Spin like my record at the radio
In my blood when I kick the scam they all will flock to it Get my music and bop to it Gassed my head but I was goin' for my doctorate Or my PHD in PAID
, know what I'm sayin'? And this is how it's done, uh I did good in my hood as a youngster The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir No ma'am, hot damn
the mic - we'll start gunnin 'em down! [Verse Two] Watch dis! Your crew is my crew and my crew is my crew Your crew you lied to, my crew will find
whatever my verse say So if you want to learn to rap, this is how (this is how) Right now I'm puttin swag in my style (in my style) It's a emphasis on
Ooh baby, I like the sound when The switch is on and you start poundin' Out my radio and pretty soon Salt-N-Pepa will boom into the room Clap your hands
s a fool like us just tryin' to have fun Graveyard shift is a little bit prouder Play the radio just a little bit louder DJ playin' that midnight mix (Mix
here" the chemicals begin to mix vision begins to blur i fall to my knees i am my own victim i was meant this way either way you tapped my phones i made
the station playin' my music, it's hard to lose it It's constantly on request cause you choose it I'm Eazy E, my rap is strong [and your radio's def when my
[Hook - 2x] All my soldiers with me (yeah) All my whodis with me (yeah) If you hustle hard for a nigga praying (yeah) My soldieretts with me (yeah) My
all week just to find A party just to get out and jam My destination's unclear 'Cause I know the party's wherever I am One, don't mess with the radio
my trip." Phyllis: And the burger's my trip and is such a groove, I wanna show my appreciation and I wanna clean your bathroom . . . the cleanser . . . FZ: "I am
's survival of professional radio Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen Survival of professional poetical Highlanders Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce? Oh, am
