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your radio I know you see my brand new video Our faces always in the magazines Now here's a side of us you've never seen Feels good, comin' from your stereo
better Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Pump it Ha Ha Haaaaa Pump it Ha Ha Haaaaa Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Pump it (Louder) Turn up the radio Blast your stereo
and I should get away for awhile I just wanna be alone with your smile Buy some candy and cigarettes and we'll get in my car We'll blast the stereo and
a gangster, no, I'm a gangster bitch Your momma gave me head, your girlie gave me the itch So scratch it till the bass beats fast, listen to the shotgun blast
, yah yah yah yah yah Yah yah yah yah yah, yah yah yah yah yah Yo, which muthafucka stole my flow? Eenie meenie miney mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast
yah yah, yah yah Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah Yo, which muthafucka stole my flow? Eenie, meenie, miney, mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast
bout to slay those fuckin' tracks Here we go, come on Once upon a time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived life slow When laws were stern
Yo, yo, yo Piggity-presto, who these cats on your stereo? My records spin round and round like a merry-go Here we go, riggity-raw as I ever was Diggy
when it's time to wake up, the radio comes on Blasting in my ear with the hip-hop song Five minutes later, I hear someone knocking Yo outside yo, my stereo
that never end Hey, that's the way we like it Good times, sunshine and summertime" You'll see straw sombreros and T-top Cameros And stereos blasting
ounce in two days When phase one complete it's fifty states to invade Catch a flight to a-t-l, link up with rico wade Outkast, goodie mob, bangin out the stereo
that He gon give you 50 g's in a plastic sack And I'm a give you 3500 cash for that Gotta keep your mouth closed or I'm a blast the Mack They won'
all his hits, you should've kept them for yourself ***** stop acting tough before I stand over you Show you how The Documentary live on top of The Massacre Make a move I'm blasting
hits, you should've kept them for yourself Nigga stop acting tough before I stand over you Show you how The Documentary live on top of The Massacre Make a move I'm blasting
't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo Never received currency for movin' a kilo Or an ounce, make 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
Polo Back again What? This is poison so be alert and cautious Those who act courageous you will get nauseous Infected or contaminated Turn on your stereo
boombox Box (x15) Tu-tune into the sound Of my underground Blasting out loud Of my (?) Give me some fun Take myself and stereo down I'm on highway number