Come on, come on, turn the radio on
I survive
Come on, come on, turn the radio on
now,
right now,
right now.
Come on, come on, turn the radio on.
It's Friday night,
and I won't be long.
Gotta do my hair,
put my makeup on.
It's Friday night, and I won't be long.
Till I hit the dance floor,
hit the dance floor.
I got all I need.
No, I ain't got cash.
I ain't got cash.
But I got you, baby.
I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I don't need no money.
As long as I keep dancing.
I'm on, I'm on, turn the radio on.
It's Saturday and I won't be long.
I put my heels on it's Saturday and I won't be long
Till I hit the time star,
hit the time star
I got all I need
I ain't got that,
I ain't got that
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now,
wish right now, wish right now Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
I can really use a wish right now,
wish right now, wish right now Yeah,
yeah, somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job,
before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah, back when I was trying to get a tip at Subway
And back when I was rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
I'm guessing that if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe, oh maybe I go back to the days
that we call the rap game.
And back when ain't nobody listen to my mixtape.
And back before I tried to cover up my slang.
But this is four decades of what's up,
I've been ranked.
So can I get a wish to end the politics
and get back to the music that started this *?
So here I stand and then again I say,
I'm hoping we can make some wishes out of everyone.
I'm in love.
Me
and you girl, you and me
I can feel it in your skin, baby
I can feel it in your eyes
I can feel it in your heart, baby