Chorus:
One, don't mess with the radio
Two, don't tell me which way to go
Three, just leave it up to me 'cause
Four, you ridin' with a pro
Five, you gotta leave it all behind
Six, we 'bout to get up in the mix now
Seven, every day is a blessing
Eight, don't make no mistake about one
I'm just riding out trying to figure out
What's up, this feeling can't be controlled
Trying not to look so fly and it's 3:25 but I'm ready to roll
'Cause I've been waiting all week just to find
A party just to get out and jam
My destination's unclear
'Cause I know the party's wherever I am
Chorus
Now that the hour is nine, time to check for this dime
Breakin' hearts at the door
No time for standing in line
The beat is playin' in my spine and I can't take it no more
Throw your hands up, let's cut this rug up
And party like it ain't no thang
We can do it all night 'til the daylight
No, it ain't no shame in my game, yeah
Chorus
(One) Don't mess with the radio
(Two) Don't tell me which way to go
(Three) Just leave it up to me 'cause four
You ridin' with a pro
Five, you gotta leave it all behind
(Six) We 'bout to get up in the mix now, seven
Eigth, we 'bout to get up in the mix now
Chorus
Writer(s): Bryan Michael Cox, Brian Casey, Brandon Casey
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