Sugarhill Ddot - On The Radar Freestyle

★ part i ★

★ intro ★
(that go crazy, spanishkid)
(mc, make another hit)
(grandbaby, how you do that?)
I cannot love you again (project-project—)
'gain, 'gain, 'gain (grrah, grrah)
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
I cannot love you again (grrah, grrah, boom)
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
I cannot love you— (grrah, grrah; x, x)

★ chorus ★
If i love you before, i can't love you again (grrah)
Like, now we can't even be friends (grrah, grrah)
I don't know how it got to this point, to the end
Like, girl, i can't even pretend (i can't even pretend)
You be feelin' a way when the shots bein' sent (grrah)
Like, girl, you know me, i'm a vet' (grrah, grrah)
I was always right there, i'ma say it again (grrah, grrah)
Like, i'ma say it again (grrah, grrah, boom), like
Like, not gon' lie, she my mommy (grrah)
Like, know that i keep her beside me (grrah)
Do she love me? i don't know
Sometimes i just think to myself she a ho (grrah, grrah)
Like, then i get in my bed and think about times
Like, i said it before (grrah, grrah), man, you know she a dime
I'ma always keep her on the line (grrah)
Other bitches, they call, i decline (grrah, grrah, boom)

★ verse ★
Then i take her to dinner, we have a good time (grrah), and you know i'ma sip on the wine (grrah, grrah, boom)
All these bitches, they always all over my dick (grrah), man, you know i don't give 'em the time (grrah, grrah)
It don't matter, got the store that we go (grrah), i'ma always give her the design (grrah, grrah)
Sometimes, yeah (grrah, grrah), i think to myself (grrah), i just wish we could really go back in the time (grrah, grrah, boom)
I can't fuck with that girl, she gon' lose me
Like she didn't miss how she gon' do me (grrah, grrah)
Bad lil' bitch, i'ma fuck on the new sheets (grrah)
When i hit that (grrah), you know it's a two-piece (grrah, grrah)
Watch her bend over just like she a groupie (grrah)
You got mood swings (grrah), i make you moody (grrah, grrah)
Want the old (grrah), got you with the new me (grrah)
Like (grrah), nah, baby, chill

★ bridge ★
I cannot love you again
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
I cannot love you again
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
'gain, 'gain, 'gain
I cannot love you— (grrah, grrah)

★ chorus ★
If i love you before, i can't love you again (grrah)
Like, now we can't even be friends (grrah, grrah)
I don't know how it got to this point, to the end
Like, girl, i can't even pretend (i can't even pretend)
You be feelin' a way when the shots bein' sent (grrah)
Like, girl, you know me, i'm a vet' (grrah, grrah)
I was always right there, i'ma say it again (grrah, grrah)
Like, i'ma say it again (grrah, grrah, boom), like
Like, not gon' lie, she my mommy (grrah)
Like, know that i keep her beside me (grrah)
Do she love me? i don't know
Sometimes i just think to myself she a ho (grrah, grrah)
Like, then i get in my bed and think about times
Like, i said it before (grrah, grrah), man, you know she a dime
I'ma always keep her on the line (grrah)
Other bitches, they call, i decline (grrah, grrah, boom)

★ part ii ★

★ intro ★
(ayo, eli, what the fuck?)

★ chorus ★
When i walk in the spot, know it's christian dior
Like, all the thotties be askin' for more
Ass up, face down, she know how to act
Like, i be buggin', be breakin' her back
Off the casa', she be actin' stupid
But i told her, "i just want the d'ussÉ"
In the party, invite all the thooties
Like, lil' baby, just don't make me lose it
Like, i can't forget 'bout the opps
Like, yeah, they know who catch ❲?❳ on that block
Like, but i ain't gon' say too much 'cause all of them niggas be talkin' to cops, like
It's lil' ddot, you know that i'm stuntin'
Like, i'm about to cop another watch
Like, not gon' lie, better know where you step
Like, 'cause my niggas, they ready to flock

★ verse ★
Now let's really get back to the basics
Yeah, i'm really buggin' in that dodge
I'm outside and i'm duckin' these cases
And i'm still posted up on the block
And i'm only fifteen and i got me a bag, man, y'all niggas is dirty and popped
Like, all these diamonds, yeah, they bussin'
Like, all this jewelry done cost me a lot

★ chorus ★
When i walk in the spot, know it's christian dior
Like, all the thotties be askin' for more
Ass up, face down, she know how to act
Like, i be buggin', be breakin' her back
Off the casa', she be actin' stupid
But i told her, "i just want the d'ussÉ"
In the party, invite all the thooties
Like, lil' baby, just don't make me lose it
Like, i can't forget 'bout the opps
Like, yeah, they know who catch ❲?❳ on that block
Like, but i ain't gon' say too much 'cause all of them niggas be talkin' to cops, like
It's lil' ddot, you know that i'm stuntin'
Like, i'm about to cop another watch
Like, not gon' lie, better know where you step
Like, 'cause my niggas, they ready to flock