"Sweat" as written by and Niomi Arleen Daley Thomas Wesley Pentz....
Nine nine nine cause I be so up
I see the waist line fit like a backsh
Like I’m not nothing to worry about
Bucket get your check before the jet stuck
Tic tic tic no really time
Come on feel the bass, jam to make me way long
What make me bass strong
And tear the gate down, and take it straight down
Now stop, boy you feel me?

The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio
The radio

Everybody down and under stop!

Cyan stop til me see the sun shine and ring the alarm
My never for the siren kill
Cyan stop jump with the hardcore winin up up up
No stop the man firing
Come depload, depload perfect timings
Stands the close but don’t stop the grinding
Watch the right come quick, everybody dining
Now just stop

The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio, you sweat
The real radio
The radio

The real radio


Lyrics submitted by laurentertaining

"Sweat" as written by N Daley Lucas C Luke Scheppingen

Lyrics © SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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