Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar
Snow is the man with the Paper
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Supa sax in the building what's the word
S chain steady hanging on the neck .Got a bad hunnie lookin at me so naughty
And the many thoties got me feelin like a hottie
She be tellin me she don't wanna wait, got the bags and their packed it's a wrap
She want life with a boy on the racks, he go hard and he's smooth with the tracks
She be tellin him she wanna make a promise, with some travel and the influence of gin now
Got a mans steady chockin I say what now, and she laughing and say baby I control ya
Girl got me feelin like freaking puppet, always jumpin and I'm tryna make her happy
But that booty always got me seeing right tings, can you blame me it's a black mans weakness
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Light ting, feeling like a king
She be tellin me, put her on a ring
She a side, tell me I'm a wing, what can I do just another fling
I got pride and I don't know how to slow down, she be right, tell me I'm a hot mess
Play boy in the city it's the city Issa movie, got the the script and I control ya
I be riding shotgun in the quantum, shoot you down, it's the boy, it's the black one
Gold ring on his hand, his a star now, brake loose with the bag, we go spend it
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
BLACK SNOW - Radar Lyrics
BLACK SNOW - Radar Lyrics
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Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar
Snow is the man with the Paper
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Supa sax in the building what's the word
S chain steady hanging on the neck .Got a bad hunnie lookin at me so naughty
And the many thoties got me feelin like a hottie
She be tellin me she don't wanna wait, got the bags and their packed it's a wrap
She want life with a boy on the racks, he go hard and he's smooth with the tracks
She be tellin him she wanna make a promise, with some travel and the influence of gin now
Got a mans steady chockin I say what now, and she laughing and say baby I control ya
Girl got me feelin like freaking puppet, always jumpin and I'm tryna make her happy
But that booty always got me seeing right tings, can you blame me it's a black mans weakness
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Light ting, feeling like a king
She be tellin me, put her on a ring
She a side, tell me I'm a wing, what can I do just another fling
I got pride and I don't know how to slow down, she be right, tell me I'm a hot mess
Play boy in the city it's the city Issa movie, got the the script and I control ya
I be riding shotgun in the quantum, shoot you down, it's the boy, it's the black one
Gold ring on his hand, his a star now, brake loose with the bag, we go spend it
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Snow is the man with the Paper
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Supa sax in the building what's the word
S chain steady hanging on the neck .Got a bad hunnie lookin at me so naughty
And the many thoties got me feelin like a hottie
She be tellin me she don't wanna wait, got the bags and their packed it's a wrap
She want life with a boy on the racks, he go hard and he's smooth with the tracks
She be tellin him she wanna make a promise, with some travel and the influence of gin now
Got a mans steady chockin I say what now, and she laughing and say baby I control ya
Girl got me feelin like freaking puppet, always jumpin and I'm tryna make her happy
But that booty always got me seeing right tings, can you blame me it's a black mans weakness
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Light ting, feeling like a king
She be tellin me, put her on a ring
She a side, tell me I'm a wing, what can I do just another fling
I got pride and I don't know how to slow down, she be right, tell me I'm a hot mess
Play boy in the city it's the city Issa movie, got the the script and I control ya
I be riding shotgun in the quantum, shoot you down, it's the boy, it's the black one
Gold ring on his hand, his a star now, brake loose with the bag, we go spend it
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Got me feeling like I'm on the Radar (Radar Radar Radar)
Snow is the man with the Paper (Paper Paper Paper)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Bongolo O, bangale ah (Bongoloo)
Writer: Clemond Maimela
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