Cause she's a ghetto woman, sittin there all alone She's just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home To come home Yes, the tv's on, radio blastin
te, tra me e te, tranne te, rap futuristico! Tranne te, tra me e te, tranne te, tranne te! Tranne te, rap futuristico! (Redman) Yo! I said remaking the
(feat. The-Dream) [Fabolous:] Girl you know what it is [The-Dream:] ATL Just throw it in the bag (radio killer) Wass up fabo [Verse 1: The-Dream] Now
[feat. Skyzoo] Yo PA to BK Skyzoo Easy Mac S.K.Y.Z.O.O I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, you doug funny. I said I love money, I love
mile per hour With your radio on With your radio on Road runner, road runner Going hundred mile per hour With your radio on With your radio on Tamale
ga-dom (AHH!) HEY! She move, she move, I like the way she Turn around but somehow still face me A sweet girl, a-ah, ah, was tasty For the cash, she +Dash+ like Stacy Said
', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down [Justin:] Check the mirror, lookin' fly Round up the posse, jump in my ride Radio rockin', hottest
four times and pretend you're not at home Suddenly I'm all alone Suddenly I'm all alone She said it wasn't the same (she said it wasn't the same) You said
when I rap As much as I wanted to be minisculed the fact is, they'd only be happy with a minstrel actor Sorry Mr. Charlie won't chap dance, and fuck the radio
showed it to Stevie and he said he couldn't see it Where the hell I'm gon' spread it? My city don't get it The radio gon' edit, the journalists won't
And people were behavin' like they're oughta good There lived a little boy who was misled By another little boy and this is what he said: "Me and you
time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived life slow Lived a little boy he was misled By another little boy and this is what he said: "Me and
Didn't know what time it was, the lights were low I leaned back on my radio Some cat was layin' down some rock'n'roll lotta soul, he said Then the
street At the local dance at the local county jail Well the band were playing And the booze began to flow But the sound came over on the police car radio
Einstein, he said, nothings original Find something new, That's easy for him to say Took his whole life explaining his theory Try squeezing your life
know the Crew! Fresh outta Pac And the first to put the bass on the 24-track Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last In New York, they