zucchini radio #3

"Army Of Me" Björk

"Konichiwa" Donny Benét

"I'll Be There" Warner Case & Jean Tonique

"Fever" Terry Lee Brown Junior

"Bittersweet" Mia Koden

"Millions" Young Thug

"Eyes Closed" Curren$y

"Miracles" Jennifer Viban

"Every Morning" Max B

"Get It Shawty" Lloyd

"Aspartame" May Rio

"The Percoset & Stripper Joint" Future

"Where You Need To Be" Skin On Skin

"Tracy, Ca" Larry June

"Champagne" 311

Transcript

SPEAKER_00 0:19

What's up my zucchini heads? We're back again, Zucchini Radio number three, cracking it off with York's Army of Me.

SPEAKER_05 0:32

You got to know me. I want to tie the day, I'm a ball, but just done, I'm done. I made you come back, done, and ya, I'm up. We won't save you. It's too exhausting. And if you complain, I want to be done. I love I bave a blank so we die. I love you, I'm done, I'm so excited.

SPEAKER_00 3:54

And you know what? I hear a lot of I hear a lot of people hating on the fact that we've got a white guy they're claiming he's appropriating Japanese culture throwing Konichiwa on here. Fuck that, dude. I'm gonna the Japanese in me, I'm giving him the pass. He can do whatever the fuck he wants because this song bangs.

unknown 4:45

You know it's true.

SPEAKER_02 4:50

I love you. I'll give you my heart. Let's make love.

unknown 5:28

Flowers every day. Love and you with treat.

SPEAKER_02 5:40

It's paradise.

unknown 5:58

I love you.

SPEAKER_02 6:03

Let's take the next step. You won't regret and we laugh together. I love soft as each love.

SPEAKER_00 8:48

He was DJing Tate's warehouse and blew my mind with this one. This is I'll be there by Warner Case and Gene Tonic. This is Fever by Terry Lee Brown, Jr. Artists right now. She's out of the UK. This is Mia Coden. This song is called Bittersweet. This is millions.

SPEAKER_10 20:08

Yeah. Million, put it in the cash, get in buried it. Millions. Niggas with me, bitches, think we terrorists. Ilions. Stacks, cash and lay low like barbarians. Brazilians, racks sitting and passes to our brilliance. Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal. Ayy, most these niggas ain't supposed to. Hey, put the racks in a console. Hey, blowing olds just like curious.

unknown 20:34

Wanna lay with me. I've been in the trenches slangin' since a nigga with three. I've been on the road on a plane, take a pic with me.

SPEAKER_10 20:40

Bitch I took a picture, try to frame it, try to riddle me. Ayy, made a million books, but I done touch the key. Ayy, I done tore it up, that shouta loving me. Hey, I done read it up and that you fuck with me.

unknown 20:49

Now she wanna make a baby, now she won't be stuck with me. That's bitch. Trippin' tryna kick me. That's your suckin' niggas dicks. Ayy, I can't put no hippie on your titties or your lips. Fuck it, where your head?

SPEAKER_10 20:59

I ain't even tryna hit. All my cars fast, I ain't even try to dip. I ain't no Dorito type of nigga, I stack chip ricks. Ain't no pussy eating type of nigga, you ain't dippin'. Bitch your mama see the tryna fuck her auto rip. Ten racks, honey racks, millions. Putin in the cash, getting buried. Millions. Niggas with me, bitches, think we terrorists. Stacks, cash in lay low like barbarians. Brazilians, legs, sitting past the doorliers. Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal. I suppose ayy.

unknown 21:24

Most these niggas ain't supposed to see this. Hey, put the racks in the cuts. Ayy, blowing oars, just like Cheerios.

SPEAKER_10 21:31

French back, call the lake, slap. Daddy fat, my bitch is bred. Sleep. I've been in the trenches, fucking that, slime. Outer hood, host these love, gotta give it back. Yeah, pay the bitches, homies, hump, all my niggas with me.

unknown 21:45

100 hum out of squat die. Every summer squat outta blocks.

SPEAKER_10 21:49

Give them to my mama out of pays at the highs. I'ma stun what with the rise. I'ma slime ball till I die. Slap out a freaking hoe come out shy. You can't run, you can't even stand side. Get your killed, gotta show it and shy. Throwing through it fast, got this bitch saying guy. Nigga millions. Put it in the cash, get emburied. Millions. Niggas with me, bitches, think we terrorists. Stacks cash in layload like barbarians. Brazilians, vaccine pass it to Australians. Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal. I suppose hey, most of these niggas ain't supposed. Hey, put the racks in the console. Hey, flowing o's you like Cheerios.

SPEAKER_00 22:37

You know what? I'm gonna dedicate this one to my boy Oliver Davis. Rest in peace to Riviera Bar. This is currency eyes closed.

SPEAKER_09 22:57

Andre on the code, game ice cold. Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed. Too much paper to fold, still get mo. Now watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed. Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed. I gon' roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed. Andre on the coke, game ice cold, ice cold. It's 3 a.m. She callin' the pull up and smoke. She tryna fuck up playin' the love like I don't know. I roll before lift one up when she comes through the door. She peepin' everything, hand the live mother slow. I passed that toll, I keep it like I hella reason. Air fit, let me see it. Don't be playing either. So I'm fine, I'm bubbing live, gotta workin' now. This ain't my street. I can bring you around if you're really down. Bring it to my rib, prep and the left. I try to put company right now. She can put you down. I never sit down and sit in buttons. Watch me roll this motherfucker with a mask. Too much pay, but the full still getting mold. Now watch me roll this motherfucker with masks. Watch me roll this motherfucker with masks. I can roll this motherfucker with masks. Every day 20 pounds, full ounce. Got a pound in the fridge, pushing pain on your bitch. Steven drop a pin. You can bring your friends. Don't bring the fucking wheel. I got the palace area. I got money in my ears. Talking while I'm on the lift, wheels up, we disappear. Heads ready on the code, game ice cold. Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed. Too much paper to fold, still get more. She's about to ride his motherfucker with eyes closed.

SPEAKER_00 25:01

I'm just gonna address the elephant in the room. I know I'm all over the place today. But whatever. Um this song, Big Old Banger, this is Miracles by Jennifer Vibon.

SPEAKER_06 26:51

And I'm holding it.

SPEAKER_00 29:06

This is every morning by Max B.

SPEAKER_13 29:09

Now you smash me, though we like 12 plan. They say no baby, but life is so nice. So I can get the same time.

unknown 29:24

I wake up everything we'll be able to think about it.

SPEAKER_13 29:32

What's up, but I'm putting the book put the big those face, double that put the foot on the kingdom, but the button with the bigger bath on the thing, it's a big mama put the put it on the boat.

unknown 30:27

I think I'm gonna put the buttons.

SPEAKER_13 31:18

Oh tub and push it down. Nigga wanna be within that. Let it go, make it a bit, but you never did, but you miss it, pick up in the kitchen.

SPEAKER_00 32:34

This is Get It Shouty by Lloyd.

SPEAKER_04 33:30

So what you wanna make me believe you, oh I wanna see you, shout out, shout out, shout out, shout out, shout out, get it, shout out to the buttons So baby, what you don't do Cause I don't want to know this lady I like to see up close so I can get to know you and change names and bad as over Really wanna see the back and I don't should wait so what you wanna make me believe you want to see you, get it shot Jesus, make me feel lips cross, teeth right at the bones let me fight, spin the way, catch a bite.

SPEAKER_08 35:02

What you lie, feel the bad smelling that's not disunderstand. Is there something you're not telling me? Like you're the brother, I'll freaky brother the way you move. You're the celebrity cheaper, freaky stuff shouting out the deep Like Baby, I got me that will let me show you street.

SPEAKER_04 35:31

Sorry, you want you wanna make me believe it.

SPEAKER_00 36:03

May Rio. I think she's originally from Texas, but has been living in New York forever. Uh all her music rules, and if you get a chance to check her out live, she killed it. This is Asper Tame by May Rio.

SPEAKER_03 36:20

I never told you just like James Wednesday. Found out you're bad for me late. You've got a problem. It's not my job to tell you. Sit back, check out you twiddle my thumbs to do. At least it felt that way. Take it on back, and take it on back, and take it on back, take it on back. Always holdin' what's just loose and the press for the clinic. Uncle on back, and I'll come on back, and shoot him on back, shoot them on back, it's written in stone. Stone resist Happen must take this. Maybe the problem is I just felt so lucky just to have let me think all what I do, but a deep one to no one, and she wanted what you want to see come on and choke on back, choke on back, choke it on back, choke it on back, on it is and whatever you want it forever, and always with it on set, read it on back, read it on set, read it on back, all it and love with you. So gotta be a wet friend with your life, I sit on stage, I sit on that, sit on stays, it's what they would have sex.

SPEAKER_00 39:28

You know I had to put this song in one of these mixes eventually. This one goes out to Chloe. This is the Per Cassette and stripper joint by future.

SPEAKER_12 39:39

Oh yo. Oh yo. I get mad, food. I got this bad thing, I recruited. I'm passionate as a movie, I say fucker, cause I screwed up. I stay on my list, iris. Everywhere I go, I'm screwed up. I know my Texas niggas got my back, and that's for show though. Flippin' all Instagram, like it's changing train pain. I'm gonna go on to this structure, life. I know them boys say they can't tell the money over now. Baby trying to speedy niggas now like us. I put caress money on my lego when she fell for me. I gave her realness and that's all she gon' get from me. On the five superstars, I'm straight up about to hit this. I just did a dose of percocets with some strippers. I just did a dose of percocets with some trippers. I just throw this name in my cuff like it's a good. I just need a whole lot of trust. I just try acting for the first time. I feel it. Treasure brain as a recording in my delivery. I pulled up in a big beat, swerving like a hippie beat, moving with the rope with some pushes, and the rover stuck it undercover, I get the inner state, poppin' a couple kicks, the drum hangin' under me. Got a chain hangin' over me, God watchin' over me. All my angels watch over me. I bag it like groceries, piece of cash flowing over me. Got some money all in my hand, and I stack it all under me. The young niggas under me, they gon' stand up in any war. You drip this shit, ground up at the head of a seminar. I talk for the real ones. I talk for them niggas, they feel this shit out in Belgium. Free fang games. I just feel the stuff the first drippers. I just throw this name in my cuff like a lookup. I just need a whole lot of trouble. I just try every for the first time.

SPEAKER_00 42:01

Okay, mine are. Um kinda makes me want to cry. This is where you need to be scared once again. I told you bitches last time. I'm gonna put a Larry June song on every one of these. And so here we are. This is Tracy, California by Larry June. And you know who this is dedicated to. This goes out to Chris, motherfucking Bab.

SPEAKER_11 46:51

Damn, bet you got it back. Looking like something that a nigga might tap. From Bib City, young niggas pullin' jacks. North face coat with a dirty ass drap. But me, I'm a Mac. I fuck with the hoes. Fuck the puss, bitch. I need a big coin. You probably never knew, but the bitch been going. I don't give a fuck, love, keep going. That's your pussy, you can do what you want. I use my brain, never hands on the hoe. I never trick off and they already know. Polo lounge, white tea and some snow. Whip so new valet didn't know how to park my shit, so I showed them how I go. I got family in the O, that's my cuz Lil' Joe. Went to school in the city, civic center in the mall. Off top. Yeah, yeah, man, yeah, man. Nigga off top.

unknown 47:39

Yeah.

SPEAKER_11 47:40

Nigga off top. Yeah. Nigga off top. Yeah. Check. I know a girl from Tracy. She went crazy. Always drove down to the bay just to find me I'm foolish. I'm foolish. I'm a dog. But nigga 100, I ain't act the bitch at all. Don't blame me, blame the bench. Stock AMG had to switch. Tracy. Tracy, how you been? I'ma keep it 100, I hit it again. My name is Larry. And bitch, I'm an air. And bitch, I'm a player. I don't wanna get married. These niggas is weird. So I'm to the neck. Riding round the bay, I got trash to check. I never hit those, but I checked the neck. Told her jump in the shower, fussy hop in my bed. Play a shit. New outfit, I'm killin' shit. Barbecued with my niggas on some cold and shit. Yeah. Yeah. Nigga off top.

unknown 48:39

Yeah.

SPEAKER_11 48:40

Nigga off top. Yeah. Shit. Nigga off top. Yeah. Nigga off top.

SPEAKER_00 49:05

It may be the last day of March, but it's still 311 month. So we're gonna close out with my favorite 311 song of all time. This is Champagne by 311. Thank you for listening. I love you all. I'll see you next time.

SPEAKER_14 49:26

I will never understand you. When will I stop trying? I mean, cause it's just not how I plan to Spin my time till dying. I mean champagne, California on the brain. She got an appetite for no refrain, just burse it. She curses a blood vessel, burst it in defiance. She made alliance to the dark side of Hollywood. But everything looks good. So what we derise and the other player would lightly. Then she wants to fight me. Too bad. That's just too bad. I can be around you. Pick up your bags and your debts. She wants to love me with friends, not taking chances, imagining my pants with other girls. Not providing goals, I'm free. When will I stop trying? I mean, cause it's just not how I plan to spend my time till dying. I will loving me, isn't easy?

SPEAKER_15 50:56

I'm home and next thing I'm leaving. When I look at you, it's like praying with my eyes. Follow you, sleep, so I will find a dream place. And nay, I'm not an angel, but will you make me feel like I know one?

SPEAKER_14 51:15

Champagne, California on the brain. She got an appetite for no refrains, just bursts, curses, blood vessel burst in defiance. She made a line to the dark side of Hollywood. Everything looks good, so what three derives and the other sucker wood tightly. Then she wants to fight me. Too bad that's just too bad. I can't be around to pick up your bags and your pets. She wants to love me with her pets. I'm not taking chances, catching my pets with other gold. Not providing clothes, I'm free.