Lyrics:
finger o
The way you dey do, dey Make me feel say you be Player
Charlie eh!
This your love o
Nawa!
Nawa!
Bobo eh!
This your love o
Nawa!
Nawa!
Because I
to the booth wheres Charlie Sloth
You know I've got the talent so don't write me off
Only snakes around me is Gucci
I be getting to the bread, not you g
a saxophone
At least we coulda made music
Instead of trippin'
I bought the bitch a dozen
Roses with eleven missin'
Huh, she said she wanna be a lifeguard
Bitch,
words and I can't explain it myself
I'm just too emotional
I wanna let it go
But you've got to know
Every human got a right to be free
Every human got
myself
Fuck the world it's on a decline
I ain’t really thuggish
I just wanna be normal
Help free the weak like Harriet Tubman
I wanna touch souls
Give
My name is Charlie Damage and my light has been erased by a confederacy of knob heads
My name is Charlie Damage and my light has been erased
When they first heard us
We were working at a club in Hollywood
Called the Whisky à Go-Go, and the A&R man
Uh, producer, Tom Wilson, came in, he
speaking from the ribs, we can talk about it
G: I've had to come up off the hip, don't wanna talk about it
B: Talk about it
G: Talk about it.
B: I had
your rain o
Cause e be street wish to hammer (Street wish to hammer)
Say we go make am nobody go stop us (Ahn ahnn)
Charlie you go ball one day
No
smell like pickles
She don't wanna shower, that just filthy House smell like pig pen off Charlie Brown
She smell like pig pen off Charlie Brown Dust cloud
Tell me what you wanna do
Tell me where you wanna go
I’ll be right next to you
Cause I’ll always be by your side
Aye torito
Tell me what you wanna do
the hustle in genes
I ain't talking about denim I ain't talking jeans
How you never wanna grind when there's money to be made
I'm the type work hard and get
really wanna cuff
All I see is money ya it got to be a reason
Money make me happy but they say it made me evil
I can't benefit you baby I don't fuck with
like hulk hogan
Her last Nicca was bogus
Got to stay with the money
before she make me lose my focus
before she make me lose my focus
I don't wanna be
"Give it up for rita wilson"
Hip hop hooray, ho
Hey, ho, hey, ho
Hey, ho
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day
you wanna be tough
You done lost yourself from
All this damn actin' payin' to fuck men
Man, I bet you went broke
From all those trans-actions!
Buck 50,
time I was hurting
Cause I was so young when you left
I can't remember how it felt
To be hugged and loved by you
Say Charlie
Did you know
That my Daddy
it's gonna come for you)
Dead souls, nigga, this for Wally, Eazy sees Uncle Charlie
Little boo, God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I don't
how to live the real world
I wanna know cause I'm a real live girl
(CHORUS2)
I wanna live in TV land and be one of Charlie's angels
must be fun
how to live the real world
I wanna know cause I'm a real live girl
(CHORUS2)
I wanna live in TV land and be one of Charlie's angels
must be fun
Every other night in jail, got you patient by the phone
Wanna shake it cause I can't take it got me livin in Hell
Like I'm walkin with a secret that'll
dog, I just wanna keep the peace
But sayin' my name that's only gon' lead to beef
Tell my niggaz chill but they wanna heat the streets
Or do it on record
it's gonna come for you)
Dead souls, nigga, this for Wally, Eazy C's Uncle Charlie
Little boo, but God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I done
when I Dey by your side wey I no Dey wan leave ODO
Mese eny3 me P3 oo
Because the way you bend down
Your waist oo
You Dey make man de craze oo
I wanna
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