Lyrics:
Uh uhh
Ayea ayea
Uh uhh
Ayea ayea
Uh uhh
Shawty so bad
Another dark angel fallen
Uh uhh
Stuck in my Webb
Probably shoulda named her charlotte
Ah auhh
Charlotte
And I just pulled up with that strap
Your bitch looking so fat
My dick looking so fat
Deliver this just like Postman Pat
Make it go blue, avatar
Yea
I can feel it in the air yea yea
It's gonna be a good day
It's gonna be a good day
Yea cause I can feel it in the air yea yea
It's gonna be
Good to you, good to you, good to you
I'll be good to you, good to you, good to you
(I'm gonna be right there by your side)
(I don't love nobody else
pop
Hypnotized by my watch,
Diamond pendant, icy hot
Time two turn it up a notch
She dancing getting closer
So much so dat she spilled my drink
looked
mind, my brain sober
Representing 90's baby, born in a chills era
When Queens beauty were natural, they wore less mascara
Women today are so revealing,
answer on the last ring and keep if brief while going off
I ain't trying to hear your side cause what I seen was so wrong
It ain't bout being right, bitch,
I got a letter
It come to me by mail
My baby's a comin' home
I hope that she won't fail
Because I feel so good
I feel so good
You know I feel
baby
Ayy, baby, you do things, I don't ever want new flame
Same old young nigga came out of Charlotte, but I'm doin' new things
I've been ballin' like
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good Be good
Be good be good be
By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground
And out in California, the sunshine's falling down
And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all
neighbourhoods, they never seen it
That shit is dangerous, but it's so convenient
I ain't lying, yeah, and comfortable I sit
That manual Ferrari Italia, some fly
of what the vicious Ms. Finley did? That’s very kind of you, dear.
ELLA:
I’m not so kind.
DEVIN:
And modest too. You’ve dealt with Charlotte’s dirty
(Yeah Yeah)
You were my rock
You are my queen
When I'm feelin strange I would go and tell you everything just to ease the pain so ya son could think
Last night
I was so high,
I thought I had a crush on you.
I looked deep
Into your eyes,
And told you all the things I’d do
Yet my mouth barely moved.
T.O.P on point
It’s bout 1 am right now
(Bout 1 am right now)
We in Charlotte wit it
(In Charlotte wit it)
Ya know
(Ya know)
Just a traveling man
wanna party? Good
You can ride the white horse all the way to Hollywood
You can be a Harvard, a starlet and have a TV show
Charlotte, once you get me
pit on the fences
I'm a hood like a piston
I took a shot and I misfired
But most of my life was misfit
I saw the shit and was missed by it but the grass
blocking all my blessings
Why you always tryna steal?
Aye real shit, shout out Bando, we was t'd back in the Ville
Been in Charlotte since '09
At heart, i'm
of emotion
Should I be fractured by your lack of devotion?
Should I?
Should I?
Oh, you better be good to me
That's how it's gotta be now
'Cause I don't
The Detroit motor city's my home
Motherfucker
Go Charlotte I'm so Charlotte yeah I'm so motherfucking southside
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Look look I was born in
with me in this Christmas song
And you'll feel good if you can sing along
So sing it loud and don't be shy
That's baby's first Christmas lullaby
what I reap and I reap what I sow
My credit is good
So my roley is gold
Choices I made
Some bridges I broke
When money come
They true colors glow
People
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