I wrote a song, a shiza song
On radio, I wanna go
I want it all, around the world
Cada stereo for my bongo
I made a song, a shiza song, on radio, I wanna go
I wanna sing, mi crappy swing on shiza tunes of idiots (hey!)
Radio
I want the TV, I wanna rock
I want the girls who want the singa suck
A private party, so I can shine
I want Fergie to sing into my mic
Tokyo city, Angola, Cuba, Dolce cabanna
Bigga New York City, Barcelona, Miami
China, Inglaterra, Vatican o Panama
From Gaza, Gaya to Neptune, play my funky tune
I made a song, a shiza song, on radio, I wanna go
I wanna sing, mi crappy swing on shiza tunes of idiots
I wanna please stunning MCs
Numero uno, I wanna go
Hit the radio with my bongo
Gimme joba-jobi-blow you funckin' loser operator
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There's papa!
Suprise him, don't lure her out!
She went to the moon
She went the mountain
Make the sound
It shiver the ground
See, you gotta know my-
We're not gonna eat ay!
For the show!
For that show!
Show!
Tell me something I don't know
So give me, give me some
Tell me something I don't know
So give me, give me some
The radio!
So give me, give me some
The radio!
So give me, give me some
I made a song, a shiza song, on radio, I wanna go
I wanna sing, mi crappy swing on shiza tunes of idiots
I wanna please stunning MCs
Numero uno, I wanna go
Hit the radio with my bongo
Gimme joba-jobi-blow you funckin' loser operator
The radio!
Let's go
The radio
Let's go
The radio
The radio
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