My Radio Lyrics

Ya yo yo yo yo
D-Dont touch my radio

Hook:
Baby this is simple, i dont need no intro
I dont mean to out you, i dont care about you talking up a wall
Cause i am in the zone right now
I am in the zone right now

Marty Verse1
This is what i do man, this is how im living
You dont gotta like me and you dont gotta listen
I am with your girl friend we is on a mission
Shorty need a tour guide cause she always trippin
So you never know what the man might do
But if you got a wish i can grant it like hugh
My heads in the clouds so my tans light blue
My pacients wearing thin you can stare right through
The best kept secret, but someone gotta tell her
She only talk cheese, i speak motzarella
My hearts ice cold, she's too hot to tell her
HOT chicks get a beat, duffs get an acapella
So you aint gettin nada, your friends gettin prada
Slow spitter flow and its hotter then nevada
Props when im spittin yeah i will get alotta
Cause on the mic i be goin 'inn' like ramada

Hook:
Baby this is simple, i dont need no intro
I dont mean to out u, i dont care about u talking up a wall
Cause i am in the zone right now
I am in the zone right now
* So dont touch my radio
*D-Dont touch my radio
**Damn you are mad nutz, i dont love you that much
*Dont touch my radio

Marty Verse2
Im back up on my grind, i just left harlem
I been around the world, i never had a problem Catch me with a backpack tryna get some dollas
Im all about my salad, my greens, my olives
Women are a problem, loving aint for me
Stop killin off my buzz leave the hunny for the bees
Now i got em tongue tied, baby i am dumb fly
Marty Keep the girls hands 'rasin' like 'sun dried'
If you dont feel me then you aint listening
Cause when i throw bait, lines hook em like a fisherman
Got a water flow, sit spitten at your christening
I am not the one you wanna cross, no switzerland
Baby im the truth like pierce, no re sign
Everytime i spit i make em flip, no b side
Plus i got more damn hunny then a bee hive
You touch my radio then you gone catch a peace sign

HOOK

Marty Verse 3
Now even though the flow coming is retro
I stack doe get more green then pesto
And just know the blue print is key so
with a pencil i drew more then bledso
PAUSE, why you lookin at the boy wrong
The flows hard you kids softer then boy george
And who let yall wacks record
No stress i play chess on a platinum board. YES
Check mate this is rap galore
NASCAR drive circles round the track of course
YA KNOW! who you really tryna battle with?
The flow dirt you can catch me in the gravel pit
SO. Amen homie BLESS THE LORD
I kick a verse with more lines then tech support
YA know! Hugo couldnt get this boss
And a damn TREX couldnt get the (Raw/roar)

HOOK

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