Lyrics to “Radio”
I'd like to hear a new beat on the request line
I miss the radio
Big Boy in the mornin, zoned in, waitin' for my favorite song
Ridin' with my pops, in the front seat
Pull up to the block, with the real Gs
92.3, 94.7, The Wave
I know my real ones from the ghetto relate
I know they finna play some Nelly today
My favorite rapper 'til I hit seventh grade
And Eron played "Below The Heavens" and everything changed
A better day was just a stones throw away
KDAY would play the records that my sister would say was realer than whatever I listened to
When I got older, I realized it was true
The purity of when it's nothin' to lose
Back when niggas had the rhythm and blues
(I'm all 'bout)
I turned up my hustle, I turned up my section, I turned up my bitch
(On-on-on the radio)
I turned up my savage, I turned down they street, and I made me a hit
(On-on-on)
Just like music (Just like music)
Just like music (Just like music)
Hey Mr. DJ, can I make a request?
The woman that I love won't respond to my text
I broke her heart, I'm tryin' hard as hell to clean up the mess
I prayed to God above, but He ain't never say nothin' back
When we met, she told me she don't ever listen to rap
I asked her "Why?," she said "No man should speak to women like that"
I asked her "Why?," she said "The woman is the the key to the Earth"
"And she the one that gives birth," and she was raised in the church
So what you say in a verse means somethin' different, but to me, they just words
Wasn't really tryna hear it, 'til she kicked me to the curb
Now it's Smokey Robinson and after that I play Roberta Flack
Etta James and Amy, waitin' for the day she take me back
Michael and his brothers, make me wonder 'bout who lovin' you
Brandy understand me, broken hearted, sittin' in my room
I got a lot on my chest, can you play my request?
(I'm all 'bout)
I turned up my hustle, I turned up my section, I turned up my bitch
(On-on-on the radio)
I turned up my savage, I turned down they street, and I made me a hit
(On-on-on)
Just like music (Just like music)
Just like music (Just like music)
On the radio
So, you wanna give your audience the best sound of the day
Cookin' up a lot of good music
Matter of fact, twenty minutes worth of commercial free-
Alright now, I'm gonna mention to everyone one final time
Wake up your friends and your neighbors
Because we have somethin' tonight that we will be doin'
That will be very special
Wake up, everybody, wake up
I miss the radio
Big Boy in the mornin, zoned in, waitin' for my favorite song
Ridin' with my pops, in the front seat
Pull up to the block, with the real Gs
92.3, 94.7, The Wave
I know my real ones from the ghetto relate
I know they finna play some Nelly today
My favorite rapper 'til I hit seventh grade
And Eron played "Below The Heavens" and everything changed
A better day was just a stones throw away
KDAY would play the records that my sister would say was realer than whatever I listened to
When I got older, I realized it was true
The purity of when it's nothin' to lose
Back when niggas had the rhythm and blues
(I'm all 'bout)
I turned up my hustle, I turned up my section, I turned up my bitch
(On-on-on the radio)
I turned up my savage, I turned down they street, and I made me a hit
(On-on-on)
Just like music (Just like music)
Just like music (Just like music)
Hey Mr. DJ, can I make a request?
The woman that I love won't respond to my text
I broke her heart, I'm tryin' hard as hell to clean up the mess
I prayed to God above, but He ain't never say nothin' back
When we met, she told me she don't ever listen to rap
I asked her "Why?," she said "No man should speak to women like that"
I asked her "Why?," she said "The woman is the the key to the Earth"
"And she the one that gives birth," and she was raised in the church
So what you say in a verse means somethin' different, but to me, they just words
Wasn't really tryna hear it, 'til she kicked me to the curb
Now it's Smokey Robinson and after that I play Roberta Flack
Etta James and Amy, waitin' for the day she take me back
Michael and his brothers, make me wonder 'bout who lovin' you
Brandy understand me, broken hearted, sittin' in my room
I got a lot on my chest, can you play my request?
(I'm all 'bout)
I turned up my hustle, I turned up my section, I turned up my bitch
(On-on-on the radio)
I turned up my savage, I turned down they street, and I made me a hit
(On-on-on)
Just like music (Just like music)
Just like music (Just like music)
On the radio
So, you wanna give your audience the best sound of the day
Cookin' up a lot of good music
Matter of fact, twenty minutes worth of commercial free-
Alright now, I'm gonna mention to everyone one final time
Wake up your friends and your neighbors
Because we have somethin' tonight that we will be doin'
That will be very special
Wake up, everybody, wake up
