Denace - Radio Turned Up lyrics

[Hook:] I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up With the radio turned up I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up With the radio turned up I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up With the radio turned up [Verse 1:] I just got into a fight with my girlfriend We had to clean things up, no detergent We didn’t see eye to eye, so it’s curtains I don’t think the argument was worth it Radio’s blasted, I’m on the right lane, I’m plastered She sent me a text and it read “you ba*tard” You better pray to God I don’t catch you back here She kept calling me so I put it on vibrate I’m on a highway doing 85, you better get out of my way Cuz my day’s been f**ed up like 9 ways And I don’t even know what the hell I might say Or do to someone who looks at me sideways Thank God it’s Friday Tonight I’ma ride alone in my rival music Combine in a little bit of wine and cruising, I’m fine (hey!) Leave this pain that I’m dwelled in Didn’t see the love hole that I fell in She k**ed me tonight, she’s a felon Should I call her, no, don’t be afraid to go And leave averted sound coming from the radio From the radio, from the radio, turn the music up and just loosen up [Hook:] I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up [Verse 2:] I just wanna fly away Come back on a finer day Maybe I should try today Jump inside my ride and flee Let me call my girlfriends up Let them know I’ll pick ‘em up We going out tonight Get ready, we gon' f** sh** up I roll through the city like a rock n roll In my chevy and I’m sitting like a pot of gold Got my girls in the back, drop it low Wave your hands like you're sayin “no” I’m trying to have a good time, good time Anybody wanna ruin it, not a good time Better check yourself, 'fore ya wreck yourself Disrespect me, you better protect yourself Baby dance, dance, let me see your hands, hands Up in the air like you’re about to air fly With your air nikes, you don’t care like I don’t give a crap, no Put your drinks up, let’s cheer some Better days with your friends, we here, huh? Good times, great times, we fearnone Let’s do it big, let’s do a ton [Hook x2:] I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) I’m breezing down the highway With my cell phone on vibrate With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) I’m breezing down the highway (hey!) With my cell phone on vibrate (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up (hey!) With the radio turned up