here I wish life could be like a song on the radio Everything just peace and love and stuff like that I wish life could be like a song on the radio,
Communication break down again, again Your emerald eyes say it all for you Thoughts from your mind speak loud and clear, and clear Your options manifest
that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me Papa-paparazzi (Real good) We're dancin' in the studio (Stop, stop) That song on the radio
After twelve, not so well Won't pretend, it's too soon to tell What's 'round this bend No disgrace, about face Anything not to have to chase You down
with them bitches up the street All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation On every radio
feel no fakin' No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no playin' Say exactly whats up,understand what I'm sayin' Ban me,try it,you might cause a riot What the radio
the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Got beef with radio
killing me girl Are you telling me stay or go If I can't have you Why won't you let me go If you don't want me Say it on the radio So go on go on go
it to the test Finally Make no mistake to the mainstream Music be the master planner Just like the books you read You'll hear it on your radio scanner
[Intro] Yeah, yeah, I, I, I think this one's for the radio Yeah, yeah, I, I, I think this one [Verse One - Teairra Mari] I'm looking for you That sweet
the action, And get some rock 'n' roll. Don't got no time to waste, I'm a rocket that's ready to blow, 'Cause I'm gonna be chasing the night, So turn up the radio
her daddy's car And she cruised through the hamburger stand now Seems she forgot all about the library Like she told her old man now And with the radio
realer way real Working that suckers everyday striving to be hard Stacked with bean pies in the back of the car Playing Too $hort in your stereo I couldn't even hear your radio
Ahhhhh... Wjbs, on your radio dial With the morning of the fox, that rocks the box Expect sunshine today! For yesterday's rain has faded far away Now
turn the radio on, keep hearing me (Still, still, still) Living the good life, good life, uh huh good life (We living the life) It ain't nothing but a paper chase
