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Hey mate, party mix
I'm Tissie radio with DDJ Melvin
Yeah, come on
Dance for me baby
Yeah, uh oh
You feel like, alright
Come on, don't stop now
You done did it, come on
Uh, uh, yeah, alright
Hold on
Baby, remember crying
That's right
I get so excited
Oh, how about I get
I try but I can't fight it
So you're dancing real close
Plus real real slow
You know what you're doing, don't you?
You're making it hard for me
All the songs on you request that
You're dancing like an egg
Oh, it's almost like we're sensing
Oh yeah
Yeah boo, I like it
No, I can't deny it
But I know you can tell
I'm excited, oh girl
Step back, you're dancing kinda close
Feel a little bit of cool
Coming through on you
Now girl, I know you've left it
But boo, you know I can't help it
You know what I wanna do
Baby, remember crying
Oh yeah
I get so excited
Feel so good, so real
Try but I can't fight it
Yeah boo
You're dancing real close
And it's real
Feels so good
You know
You're making it hard for me
Baby, you're dancing so close
Ain't a good idea
Cause I'm holding you now and here
The way that you shake it on me
Makes me want you so bad
Sexually
Oh girl
Step back, you're dancing kinda close
Feel a little bit of cool
Coming through on you
Now girl, I know you've left it
But boo, you know I can't help it
You know what I wanna do
Baby, remember crying
I get so excited
Feel so good, so real
Try but I can't fight it
Baby, it feels alright
Feel so good, so real
Real, real, real
You know
You're making it hard for me
Baby, don't stop
Baby, remember crying
I get so excited
You know I like it
I try but I can't fight it
You know
You're dancing real close
And it's real
Feels so good
You're making it hard for me
Well, well, well, let me kill you
It is what it is
This is a fire start
She a big offy
Kiss a musk that I hate
It's a hot girl, summer scene
No, she got it lit
Hot girl, summer scene
No, she got it lit
Hot girl, summer scene
No, she got it lit
Look, handle me
Who gon' handle me?
Thinkin' he's a player
He's a member on a team
He put in all that work
He wanna be the MVP
I told him ain't no tamein' me
I love my nips equally
We can nine to five nips
With that superstar beat
The superstar star now
I got him parley
I caught a jet to get that neck
I told him caught on synotex
And don't you tell him you with me
When they be askin' where you been
I can't read your mind
Shit, I take your love
Shit, I take it
Got a whole lot of auspctions
K and you know what girls talking
I'm a hot girl
So you know what shit this got
Realnanx
You hear real once you put in
Here is what it is
Listen, fire start
She a big offy
Kiss a musk that I hate
It's a hot girl, summer scene
No, she got it lit
Hot girl, summer scene
What a crazy new record
A hot girl, summer scene
No, she got it Lit
No, she got it in, hot girls, I'ma say you know she got it in
Friday night party man, DDT, change now man
Let's go
Okay, young Gunners, see it, need you check
Big face, bigger Leo, right, D, word, D, ho
Can't stop, won't stop, shaking in the Gunners
Cause we, we get down, baby, we get down
Girls, the girls, they love us
Sayin' Sully, look shit right first, sayin' shit right first
Yuff, it's only right that we makin' a remix
Young Gunners and Chinggy just to give it a lil' twist
Next generation, you better stay focused
Youngers before they time and you already know this
Ball'em, never call'em, kick'em out with a fifth of a mornin'
It seem like once you done, they start drollin'
You never have them, so you cuff'em when you grab'em
I treat them all the same, even the bad ones
Gold Magnum, Rose Gold Chain, Fo Show Aim
Fo Fo Magnum, Tel CMP, when they done better pass'em
I be laid back, smokin' back, swimmin' mad
You know we tap on, middle room, back room
Level room, back room, cinnamon, grab'em
You got it, it's nothin', I had them, you can have them
Seein' me free to streets, Gunners be the last one
Can't stop, won't stop, shaking in the Gunners
Cause we, we get down, baby, we get down
Girls, the girls, they love us
Sayin' Sully, look shit right first, sayin' shit right first
Yuff, it's only right that we makin' a remix
The East Coast Hot is jammed, she's a sweet girl
I need you tonight
Love you love you're realin'
I wanna make you feel alright, yeah
I can't deny
I wanna love you down, down, down
Woo!
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
One, two be be orchestral
Soap it up, drop it at me
Don't be be asked,ła la la
Be my awesome,boom bam
Soap it up, Drop it at me
Go ye some court보
I got pros, I got pros In different area, coast
Area, area, coast Pros, pros
In different area, coast Area, area, coast
Now you thought I was just 777-0 and 404?
I'm wearing wide-brick, act like y'all know
It's the abominable man
Globe, Trot, International, Postman, Neighborhood, Dope Man
718-202's, I send small cities and states, I owe you
901's, Matter of fact, 305's, I'll jump off the G4, we can meet outside
So control your hormones and keep your drawers on
Till I close the door and I'm jumping your bones
312's, 313's, 215's, 803's
I'll read your horoscope and eat some horoders
10 on pump 1, these b****s themselves serve
757, 410's, my cell phones just overload
I got pros, I got pros In different area, coast
Area, area, coast Pros, pros
In different area, coast Area, area, coast
Now every day is a holy day
So stop the violence and put the b**** away
5-0-4, 972's, 713's, what you gon' do?
You checkin' out the scene, I'm checkin' on it for nigh
With perpendicular, vehicular, homicide
314-201's, too much green, too much fun
I back and back, can't stop, I turn and hit the same spots
They nigh, I'm the thriller in Manila, in Hong Kong
Pimp them like Bishop, magic, Don Juan
Man, after he any with a coke and a smile
Just pick up the mother f***ing phone and dial
I got my condoms in a big sack, I'm flanging his throats
Like a new jack
Is it cause they like my gangster wall?
Gangster wall
Is it cause they like my gangster toe?
Gangster toe
Girl, I like you, I told
I wanna be a friend, go shopping in a vintyne
I like you, I adore
I hit you in the leg, can you fit me in your plans?
I like you, I adore
We went up in France and we woke up in Japan
I like you, I adore
Oh girl, I know you only like your fancy
So I pull up in that Mayvac, can't
Yeah, your boyfriend, I never understand me
Cause I'm by the bullets, girl, like a hammer, hammer
Let's check a lil' dip, lil' lady
Hip-p-c-h, from Nettie
Yeah, I been thinking, Lil' Lady
That I need someone to save me
Not at all friends, I got
Go down me
I need a good girl, I need someone around me
So please be true, don't do it
I will be hiding someone's head
It's hard with me, feel you walking
Rollin' back again
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You give me a number, I call you up
You act like you're on inter-up
I don't have no trouble with you f***ing me
But I have a little problem with you not f***ing me
Baby, you know I'ma take care of you
Cause you said you got my baby and I know it ain't true
This is a good thing though, it's bad
For good or worse, makes you sweat
So I walk on over with my criss-tap
Put away your p*** style
So they won't be havin' at this house
Cause b***h, I'll triple your style
Now that you heard my charming voice
You couldn't get another f***ing broken voice
If you wanna look good and not be bummy
Yo, you better give me that money
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
Don't you worry
Hey, baby, I got your money
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
Oh, baby
Let's go
If you would like to, get your nose done
Get a pedicure, get your head and be
You're telling me I'm pretty but it's obvious
I don't need a man to tell me what I'm poor at
If you would like to, get your nose done
Get a pedicure, get your head and be
You're telling me I'm pretty but it's obvious
I don't need a man to tell me what I'm poor at
Check this, take it up, what you got
Hey, pricey, so you better have the fly
A timepiece and an antic tuck
If you're getting up on my time
I'm touchable, pretty too
Available and I think you too sexy
Way too fly, you get none of my
I got please tonight, you ain't part of them
Cause my girls are like, yeah, we all attend
No, it's ladies, nice, I'll throw out of them
Put your arms up, get on the sky
If you could get a pedicure, get your head and be
You're telling me I'm pretty but it's obvious
I don't need a man to tell me what I'm poor at
Come on, baby, it's typical
Everyday, one night, thanks, it's a physical
I'm in love, you the night, hang up
Calling your name, put your phone in the range
And roll over, I just really wanted to know
You can time, get the note, that's a good chick
Before it's all over, I'ma meet this chick
Pop me treat this chick more better
Cause if you ain't no, love's in ladies
Go to heaven, pop in my car, I'll pop in the hood
In the spot, baby, rule in the spot
In the mug, in the box, love me
Half of y'all hate me, half of y'all love me
The ones that hate me, only hate me, they don't trust me
And they say I'm lucky, you think I got time
To blow all this dope and do all these shows
On flight, in the llama, charging white for a, uh oh
Another episode
To the white team
Everybody that be livin' it up, we say
What?
I hate you
Don't my ladies ever givin' it up
What?
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up
T.C. Radio
What the fuck?
I'm rich
Tana, oh lord
Tana, tana, tana
Tass boom, straight face
You remember
Well, we're all the same girls
The same, huh
Fittin' love with the shit
True, love, we don't drive the same whips
With the same chicks
Love with the same love with the shit
Love with the same, baby you and me
Hate it, boy, the love with the shit
Loan, cuz the love with the shit
Tana, oh lord
Love with the shit, can't fuck my home
Cuz the love with the shit
And I be rockin' proud of that
Like the devil with it
Then they breakin' bang like a gold medal to the floor
And the mavis, yeah
Shinin' like a mob, bezel on my wrist
All my mommin' so we ever in it
Let it go in for the mutiless, Chevy on my wrist
Woo, mo-se
Young, blowing up Kurt Cobain
Whoa, skating on him like I'm Lil Wayne
And they show up in the air, they do the lowlame
Swirl, got a nerve on him
Cuz I heard the fast, got him in the air
Them birds on him, but they just stay home
And I, whoa, whoa, whoa
Loan, cuz the love with the shit
Love with the shit, can't fuck my home
Cuz the love with the shit
When the baton is fallin'
It knows the spirit of party
Starts to come alive
Until the day is dawning
You can throw out all the blues
And hit the city lights
Cause there's music in the air
Lots of love in everywhere
So give me the night
Oh, tonight
Give me the night
Give me the key action
A big sign of that's wine
And little ain't romance
It's a change in action
She's a bad man, Madonna
Just as bad as she can be
She's a bad man, Madonna
Just as bad as she can be
Her body measurements are perfect in every dimension
She's got a figure that's shown of good attention
She's poetry in motion, a beautiful sight to see
I could slow it down, you and her anatomy
She's chill, oh, she's black
Got all the girls and men like
She's chill, oh, she's black
Got all the girls and men like
Look at her, she's a bad man, Madonna
Just as bad as she can be
Hey, she's a bad man, Madonna
Just as bad as she can be
She's a bad man, Madonna
I ain't got no card to take you on with me
I can't get by you, fly with my body
But together we'll be the perfect summer weeks
Doctor, you got it
Oh, baby, it's like we're doing a flower for me
Here we go, she can still touch my lungs
We can't wake up without the pranks to shoot me
Lookin' out till we get it right
It's a human time when things go wrong
When the scent of her legs and them distance throw
Cold, cold heart, heart done by you
Something's looking dead up, baby
Just passing through
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Since hugs down brings me back again to fight
Another man right there, guy on my own
Oh, no, no, no
Work with me, with your hands in the earth
THC Radio
Work with me, with your hands in the earth
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying, ay-oh, gotta let go
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying, ay-oh, baby, let's go
Cuz we gon' rock this club, we gon' go all night
We gon' light it up like it's dynamite
Cuz I told you once, now I told you twice
We gon' light it up like it's dynamite
Party night, party night
On THC Radio with DDG9
It's your birthday, birthday to you
It's your birthday, yeah, man, yeah
Every day, your birthday
We gon' have a good time, alright
Party of a lifetime, all night
We gon' have a good time, alright
Party of a lifetime, all night
When I pull up every day my birthday
Now let's turn up, baby, okay
Now let's get away, baby, like OJ
But first, baby, gotta give me some folk play
If you came to party, say, yeah, yeah
Put your drinks in the air
It comes to the party of the year, like, yeah, let's dance
You got one light to live, let's get loose and soul
Come on, everybody, we gon' do this all night
Yes, uh, uh-huh
Slippin' slide records, uh-huh
Feelin' takin' to the highs, just get on the fit
All in my peoples all across the world
This song goes out to all the boys and girls
You want them thugs to come and turn your body
Or you better take it to the high
Come on, uh-huh, uh-huh
Slippin' slide gettin' loose, more punch than Ebola juice
Ain't nobody more kickin' us, stuff so rough
It cause a head rush like, whoa
Give it to me, bring it here, don't stop here
I'll take it here, shake it there
Let money market up here, there we at
We on the chain for the whole year
So if you look good with a big old butt
Live in your own crib and make your own bucks
Hit me up, trainplus.com
Tell me where you from, uh-huh
Smoke out, choke out, we get off the chain
Like we just broke out, you're low by me
J-Dot, when I come to all the hits, get high
Cause I got Moe, Moe gang, Moe cheese in the bank
Moe rain, my dawgs on the floor
Zane, my dawgs do whatever, cause I'm speedin' me
That's gon' make you get up, got you seein'
Number one in advanced dance music
He makes me radio
Here by handout
The song your dancing, percussion
The STEP on you
The demekance
On the set
I'm so sad
I'm scared of all the things that go wrong
Fireflies from your hands
Hold me close until time to dance it
Count the headlamps on the highway
Lady, tell me, can you see something?
How big is it?
I'm a baby
Party night party max
I'm T.C. radio with DD J.Malvin
Time for the circulator
It's time for the circulator
I'ma shake when my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money maker
It's time for the circulator
J.M.T. I'm fly with it
C.I.T. Y with it
Right cheek left cheek with it
Fun size on fleet with it
Slim thick pussy with it
G-Wag with the key missing
One time for my freak
After hour no sleep
When I get my freak on
They throwin' money like me chom
When I do my dance
J.C. I ain't playin'
I don't want your men
But these rich on paper
That's time for the circulator
It's time for the circulator
I'ma shake when my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money maker
Every time you come around
You know I can't say no
Every time the sun goes down
I let you take control
I can feel the paradise
Before my world end
Close
And tonight
I had something wonderful
I bet every sleep tonight
Nice and I know
Conversations with a stranger
I bet he knows
Swearin' this'll be the last
But it probably won't
I can't let the luck to lose
Oh do my vibes
Hey
Rain drop, drip, drop top, drop top
Smokin' on cookin' the hotbox, cookin'
Know your bitch here, dot, dot, dot
Cookin' up, drippin' the crackpot, pot
We came from nothin' or something, hey
Nobody grit the trick, nobody
Call up the gang and they come and get janked
Crammy your river, give you a tissue
It's bad and bullshit, bad
Cookin' up with the ooze
My n****s a savage roofless
We got 30s and 100s round two
My n****s bad and bullshit, bad
Cookin' up with the ooze
My n****s a savage roofless
We got 30s and 100s round two
All shit
Woot, woot, woot, woot, woot
Wreckies on wreckies got backers on backers
Right from you, you
Penta-doll, row, row, row, row
Row, row, row, row
You're 40 station
THC radio
This is only one place where we can go
Cousin, freaking girls, doin' shows
I like a lot of booty that's big and plenty Girl, you know you been had by men so come
and beat my private dancer I got some money if that's the answer
I really wanna be with you I get hard after seeing you
How hard, hard like a rock When you make that Gucci pop
Pop that Gucci, hey Pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci, hey
Pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci Pop that Gucci baby, pop my pop
Pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci baby
Tricky girls with plenty of glass Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast
Back over back to make the shout And work that body in and out
Neatin' that body with plenty of action Bring it to the men, more satisfaction
Do what they feel to turn us out Just work that body all the way
out Shake it, don't break it
It took your momma nine months to make it Bend over and spread them girls
Show me those cultured pearls Play that button, don't you quit
Then blow me a freaky kiss Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin' that Gucci the way you do Pop that Gucci, hey Pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci
Pop that Gucci, hey Pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci baby, pop that Gucci baby
Pete Day
Alright, baby won't you come my way Got something I want to say
And I keep you on my way
But first off, I'ma start by saying this
Ay, all heads, I speed things, you can take my
Ay, and I'm still tough when I choose where I will miss
Ay, make baby, won't you come my way
Baby, won't you come my way
Baby, baby, this is something you should know
I don't ever chase you, brought it to you, have that girl
Watch me pull out all these dough, take you where you want to
Ay, the way it won't make you, get the bitch out, get the bitch out, get the bitch out, get your bitch out, get your bitch out
Oh, ladies and just the ladies, but why don't the ladies take your rims out, say it out
You're my favorite hip hop and R&B, THC radio
Shut up, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is how we do it, it's Friday night and I feel alright
The party's here on the west side, so I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designate a drive, I take the keys to my truck, hit the star cause I'm faded
Hunnies in the streets, say money, oh, we made it, it feels so good
In my hood tonight, the summertime skirt, send my guys like a lion
Like Enging, it's my kind of off the drive-by
You gotta get your clue on before you go, get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
Tip up your cup and throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, your hands up
Tip up your cup and throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, your hands up
TXC radio
Friday night party mix, I'm TXC radio with DDT Chainsmobbin
I dream of makeup in somebody else's car
We ordered different drinks at the same bars
I know about what you did and I wanna scream the truth
She thinks you love the beat, you're such a damn liar
Well those great whites, they have big teeth
Well they bite you, that you said that you would always be in love
But you're not in love, no more
Did it frighten you, how we kissed when we danced on the light of floor
On the light of floor
But I hear sounds in my mind
Brand new sounds in my mind
But honey I'll be seeing you ever again
But honey I'll be seeing you down every road
I'm waiting for it, that green light
Cause on the aisle, come get my things but I can't let go
I'm waiting for it, that green light
I want it shy, could get my things and just let go
I'm waiting for it, that green light
I want it
Sometimes I wake up in a different bedroom
I whisper things the city sings them back to you
TXC radio
It's all about the week and party mix with your favorite station
Ladies is Pimp's who going, crush your shoulders off
Come on girl, let's go show us guys that we know
Ladies is Pimp's who going, crush your shoulders off
Come on girl, let's go show us guys that we know
Help us hear and we're in a fact, want you to push it back
Cooling by Dave Van at night, working up a sweat
Come on girl, let's go show us guys that we know
How to become number one in a hot body show
Now push it
Yeah
Bringing you the hottest remix it
TXC radio
No New Year's Day to celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring, no song to sing
In fact here's just another ordinary day
No April rain, no flowers bloom
No wedding Saturday within the month of June
But what it is is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
TXC radio