Lyrics:
hills of South Dakota lies a city by the name of Deadwood. I never cared much for the name but what’s a name but a name, it’s people that make a town
the head, man it's nothing
And these niggas know I got it
And ye I got the buzzing
About my budget and if you play with me
There's no discussion my mama name
Almighty God My Redeemer, My Hiding Place, My Safe Refuge
No Other Name Like Jesus, No Power Can Stand Against You
My Feet Are Planted On This Rock And I
stressed him
Still, show up the next night
God bless him
Rolling face
Threw my back into it
Amazed by my waist
Asked me how I do it
Got the wild side of me
Roller coaster ends and melts
No boredom on this ride
When the hunter game gets
Captured by the game ain't it a shame?
I'm gonna put him on the streets
I'm
to the muthafuckin flintstone thugs
Just drink your brew and smoke that bud
Three off muthafucka's from around the way
If you not from Flint than you get no play
I go
accordingly
Before I may deploy the scene
I may destroy a buddy beat
I may be viewed as Charlie sheen my whole platoon is on the creep
I know my fuccing name is
oils
For this massage I am going to bless your body with
Right by the ocean roll up the blunt then we smoking
I'm choking cause I got virgin lungs girl
talk my name
School boy errors like I got no shame
.....
Talking nonsense ,
we still causing offence Yh
we still causing offence Yh
Dropped out
they finna get down
My name's not Charlie and I don't want the brown
Got no wheels but I still get around
You bitch fuck with me, yeah I lay the pipe
and family aint the same oh no
The stage show glow is subsiding
That and the depression are combining
Got stiffed by the club for my cut, they grimey
PLAYING CHARLIE WILSON AS I SMOKE A POUND OFF, WAIT
O-WEE
I'M FEELING LIKE EDDIE MURPHY IN 87, RAW AS FUCK
I'M FROM A CITY WHERE NIGGAS DON'T KEEP THEIR
other God before You
No one, no one, no one
No one, no one, no one
Yahweh, Yahweh
Holy is Your name
I don't want to take it in vain, no
Yahweh,
letting garbage
interrupt the filter chain.
DOROTHY
Plug in E-noon six dot four.
CHARLIE
The algorithm is distracted
by the heart rate
Move with the flow in the wave
Got a bad lil vibe and she like to behave
Wilson
Ball like I came out the cave
I been locked in Lion you can tell by
Am I ballin'? MJ of the team
Yessir
Pockets full of hella blues and the green
Yessir
Kick her out if she look like charlie sheen
Yessir
Got a brand
mean
And I like my hoes young like my name Charlie scene
I'm in the mirror, I do not see me
I just stand face to face with my worst enemy
yeah that self
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
B.Ward my brutha from anotha
Bikelyfe we gotta look out for each other
200 hundred bikes deep we mobbin
A loud motor keep the pussy throbbing
bitch I’m
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
And other niggas to fuck (ay)
If I'm doubtin', baby, it must be true
You ain't Charlie, baby, and my name ain't Snoop
I ain't Inspector Gadget in no gray
That junt hard Charlie!
Look, uh, she like the way that I walk in the room (facts)
I'm a lil savage addicted to money, could prolly tell off my
Good grades, so bizarre
Musician, no guitar
Can't sing so I wrote some bars
And in the night I'm at work
Words battling other words
To get a place
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