Stereo
[Chorus]It's very clear to me,Just like it's in 3D,When total empathy sounds like it's ringing on my stereo.I'm bouncing off the wall,The way you turn me on,I think I like this song, sounds like it's ringing on my stereo.
Digging the scene,Like the music playing, fascinating,Touching the screen,Like the view from my imagination.
Ninety degrees,Got me circulating, I've been waiting,Impatiently,Got me changing stations on occasion.
What's your frequency?Can you connect with me?If it's alright your satellite can be my energy.
Don't wanna be too bizarre,But you're the key to my car.You're my electric guitar,Sounds like it's ringing on my stereo.
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Survive the people's faces,They're dancing from temptation,Her icky style is wasting,You don't need no invitation.
Hey there cutie boys,Making all the noise,It's getting hard up in here,You don't have a choice.
What's your frequency?Can you connect with me?If it's alright your satellite can be my energy.
Don't wanna be too bizarre,But you're the key to my car.You're my electric guitar,Sounds like it's ringing on my stereo.
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[Pretty Willie's Rap]To get all in my stereo,The chance is slim,'cause I get deep down and dirty AM or FM.I’m on some FM,That’s why she left him,All it took was a rose, champagne, the lights dim, and uh,It’s very clear to me,That many cats go all out,But momma why bother,I’m a, in a tidy grime specialist,There ain’t no chance to this,'ause I’m the best they get,I must admit you got me on some (ooh-why, do-why),Turn you on ma, I think I (do-why, shou-why),Got a lot of women,But you gotta respect it,If you ain’t in my stereo,I probably press the eject.I misbehave on your airways,Control frequencies, sexual tendencies,Specially for you and me,True MD, I’m from St. Louis,And I’ll make you feel better.Hit me up, what’s my name,Pretty Willie’s the weather, come on now.
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