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[ Charlie Wilson ]
You have no idea 
[ Roger Troutman ]
(You have no idea)
[ Charlie Wilson ]
what I'm goin through
[ Yolanda Harris/Shirley
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
I still recall the morning that I met you
Standing out in front of Wilson's five and dime
Staring through the window at the jewelry
Hungry for
alright let old one leg fight
And Charlie gave three to one odds one his big bad gray
We faced them off and Cortez knew
He was looking at the bird that
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar 
it's gonna be
that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin
Every Saturday night.
let you come back
Whatcha want to Do? 

Chorus: Charlie Wilson
Cause my heart is yearnin for your love
(2x) 

Verse 2: Mia X
Now we been through
had a gun
He was out there on the run
Picking off the seven-elevens
With each and every crime
They gave him tv time
And that was as close as
He'd
Rock and roll hip hop.

You thought I'd fall off. I'll fall off into this dope-ass rock and
Roll track. Y'know?

Charlie Wilson. Bow down.
This is
I'm gonna spend
One more night by the light
Of the late show
And Charlie Chan's crew
Holiday Inn blues
Holiday Inn blues
I feel so down
Holiday
fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall 

I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet 

I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto 

so fabulous!
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano
Like he was pawing a dirty book
He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his
Very best little boy
tastes Def when you pour it on ice
Come on y'all it's time to get nice
Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky
Me and the crew we're drinking Brass
tastes Def when you pour it on ice
Come on y'all it's time to get nice
Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky
Me and the crew we're drinking Brass
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Nate Dogg]
She was just a groupie (She just a groupie)
She was just a groupie
She was just a groupie (All she wanted was
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano
Like he was pawing a dirty book
He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his
Very best little boy
fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall 

I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet 

I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto 

so fabulous!
In a one bedroom apartment
On the humble side of town
There stands a little Christmas tree
It looks a lot like Charlie Brown's

And underneath
that advice you gave to me was dirt
25 and I can buy my way of planet Nerf
Where the softest hearts are tossed around on astro turf
Charlie Brown is
a blessing you breathing
It's a miracle that God gave me this TEC, now I'm eating
Cop it, chop it, profit, it's all for sale
Cocaine, candy rain, I'm so for
reason.
You prayin' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin'
It's a miracle that God gave me this tech now I'm eatin'!
Cop it! Chop it! Profit is off
Sailing on the tropical seas
Enjoying the trees and the breeze
Uncle Charlie! Shaggy!
Unforgettable, you got me like that
Give it to ya, you give
numbers, 
try'na put my seed up in 'em, you know..
All the girls who gave me a wrong number 
when I just asked them for their fuckin' phone number 
tryin'
on my face 

Monkey tastes Def when you pour it on ice 

Come on y'all it's time to get nice 

Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky 

Me
out here
And appreciate the little bit of life we got left dog
On the dead homies Charlie P. you know that bro
You know that
It’s mando
And I say