Shiza Radio - Live
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
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
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Francois Charon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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