Search results for 'our god by charlie wilson'

No Idea

Kam

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

[ Charlie Wilson ]
You have no idea 
[ Roger Troutman ]
(You have no idea)
[ Charlie Wilson ]
what I'm goin through
[ Yolanda Harris/Shirley

got from him

SYD SINGS

But working with Charlie Wilson
That was a whole 'nother story

FUCKING YOUNG

I don't think I've ever been this stressed

happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully

have they try to resist

Rob the casino
Niggas be scared they turning albino
Robbing their ego
They getting beaten by a young bambino

These niggas will

blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh

Jackie and Wilson

Hozier

Hozier

2014

she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives, ride round pickin' up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, 'raise em on rhythm

wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives, ride round pickin' up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, 'raise em on rhythm and blues

Postcards from Richard Nixon

Elton John

The Captain & the Kid

2006

teens, beauty like we'd never seen
Our heroes led us by the hand
Through Brian Wilson's promised land
Where Disney's God and he commands
Both mice

Yeah Yeah
This our city yo, nothing can take it from us
Straight up

Me and my brother we shining and dripping
We cruise through the city cause we

Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"

Today I'm carried by a league

My People

James Ingram

The Art of Love & War

2007

my people on the front lines

People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do

on the toilet pissing on my own pelvis,
Helpless, choking on vodka and shellfish,
Get found by my girl like god you're so selfish,
Well-wishers at my wake saying

fans
Can't be wrong
But a hundred million Backstreet
Fans can be moms, nick

Our fans are moms, and it's not that bad
The '90s were crazy
Charlie I could

wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives
Ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson
Raise 'em on rhythm and blues

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

No pigs pulling a triggers then standing idly By
Watching her daughter Cry as she Dies in Agony.
No pass for Reagan and Charlie Wilson arming Osama
No

yo let me look at my phone what's goin on
And I open up the message its like yo the Broncos just got Russell Wilson
I'm like whaaaaaaat
We back now

and take up where you left off the night before

Piss Clam Charlie was no jolly-roger  
Just a straight arrow shooter by God
So drink one last round 
Before

you... The Young God… born on his own holiday… a young star in our universe… in his hand, he holds the sun's rays
 
(2nd Verse)
I call you The Young God

our drip is impossible yall like anti-logic
Yall really ain't logical God had to show me the ways through these opticals
Said nothing is stopping you

chauffer
Who woulda knew
Man I used to get whipped by the Smiths and the Wilsons
Now I'm in the whip with the Smiths eating Wilsons
You would probably think

BARS Heavy Hittaz
L.C. Kent, 319; Little Chicago
Charlie Homez on the beat
Take... 11 - at 11:11
That makes sense

You lip-service-payin' Fight Club

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

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