[Intro: Shontelle & The-Dream]
Radio killa
Hey, ey
Ey, let me tell you now
The american dream
Ooh, baby
[Verse 1: Shontelle]
Tryna decide, tryna decide if I really wanna go out tonight
I never used to go out without ya', not sure I remember how to
Gonna be late, gonna be late, but all my girls gon' have to wait 'Cause I don't know if I like my outfit
I tried everything in my closet
[Chorus: Shontelle]
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Take 'em all off 'cause I feel a fool
Tryna dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lingerie
Roll up in the mall with something Hanes
In bed I lay in nothing but your t-shirt on
In nothing but your t-shirt on
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
Radio killa
Girl, I miss ya, can't wait to kiss ya
Gonna wrap you up in my ar-ar-arms
Adore ya, do anything for ya
I'm gonna work you out as soon as I get home
My baby, my lady, while you're mad
I can only send you texts from my phone
I'm going crazy, that's what you make me
'Cause I don't want to go another night alone
I know I'm not u-u-up in the club and you will never hear
About me with another girl
Got keys to my heart, you own my love
I'll never, ever, ever, ever give you up
And I can understand why you hate it when I'm gone
'Cause I'm so love-sick when I'm on my own
Hold on a sec, I just got your last text
Radio killa
Hey, ey
Ey, let me tell you now
The american dream
Ooh, baby
[Verse 1: Shontelle]
Tryna decide, tryna decide if I really wanna go out tonight
I never used to go out without ya', not sure I remember how to
Gonna be late, gonna be late, but all my girls gon' have to wait 'Cause I don't know if I like my outfit
I tried everything in my closet
[Chorus: Shontelle]
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choo's
Take 'em all off 'cause I feel a fool
Tryna dress up when I'm missing you
I'ma step out of this lingerie
Roll up in the mall with something Hanes
In bed I lay in nothing but your t-shirt on
In nothing but your t-shirt on
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
Radio killa
Girl, I miss ya, can't wait to kiss ya
Gonna wrap you up in my ar-ar-arms
Adore ya, do anything for ya
I'm gonna work you out as soon as I get home
My baby, my lady, while you're mad
I can only send you texts from my phone
I'm going crazy, that's what you make me
'Cause I don't want to go another night alone
I know I'm not u-u-up in the club and you will never hear
About me with another girl
Got keys to my heart, you own my love
I'll never, ever, ever, ever give you up
And I can understand why you hate it when I'm gone
'Cause I'm so love-sick when I'm on my own
Hold on a sec, I just got your last text
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