Turn Off The Radio

(JoeFromYO)

Why you always wanna go and talk about my old hoes?

Why you gotta take it there, places that we don't go?

You know things about me everybody doesn't know

Don't you know my money's unfair?

I hope you hear me clearly, hope you feelin' me (feelin' me)

Dapper Dan dashiki, Gucci on my sleeve (woo)

I'm facin' all my fears, I'm facin' Hennessy (Hennessy)

I'm higher than a **, I'm smokin' mad ** (smokin' mad **, shh)

What the ** is that sound?

Even when she walk, it make a clap sound

If we don't see nobody, we spin back 'round

Brought the MAC out, everybody sat down (ah)

Why wanna always go and bring up all my old hoes?

Girl, you know my body, stop actin' like you don't know

You know everything (you know everything)

She want wedding bands for rings (give you a wedding ring)

Way she throw it back, she make it ricochet (woo)

Where you goin'? I wanna see you everyday, yeah

Let a ** ever try to take my chain (huh?)

Might get in my bag before you get away

I brought the MAC out, everybody sat down (sat down)

Hit it from the back, she makin' clap sounds

I'm so sick of all these love songs

But I cannot turn off the radio

Why we always gotta go and talk about my old hoes?

Why we gotta take it there, places that we don't go?

You know better, stop actin' like you don't know

Don't you know my money's unfair?

Where you been? Switchin' up locations on me daily

You the one that changed

Told you not to call me "Boogie" only call me "Baby"

Say my name like you really care, care

But you don't, and it's alright

** it, I'ma be a fly ** forever

When you with your girls, I swear you feelin' yourself (oh, oh)

And then I'm with the fellas, you be actin' jealous, so jealous (oh, oh)

I left in a Wraith, then I came back home in a Bentley (oh, oh)

With glitter on my face, askin' mad questions already (oh, oh)

Baby, don't be fake, you love me, just say you love me (oh, oh)

You know you're my baby (oh), know you're my territory (oh, ah)

Around the Yankee stadium, yeah, that's my territory (ah)

I got it on my chain, paid like one-eighty somethin' for it (nah, nah)

All my **s crazy, I swear they will kill you for it

You tell me I'm crazy, but you probably love me for it

Why you always gotta go and talk about my old hoes?

Why we gotta take it there, places that we don't go?

You know ** about me everybody doesn't know

Girl, you know my money's unfair