Lyrics:
And everything in the dim light
She has a way of putting him right.
Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've
And everything in the dim light
She has a way of putting him right.
Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've
And everything in the dim light
She has a way of putting him right.
Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've
And everything in the dim light
She has a way of putting him right.
Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've
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 nite.
and hey Charley I
who the Cameras on
I break your voice like a Stammerers song
Better speak up
Charley look your matter be long I cannot keep up
Aim for the top most
at 'em, and tell 'em that they're rotten inside
Spoiled by the insecurity and awful with pride
In the prison of your ego 'til you probally die
Ironically,
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
Life no be rush
Anything you wan do just take your time baby
Hw3!
Oh baby mmmmhmm m mmm mmm
You wan be a millionaire by tomorrow oh oo oh
The suffer
THE MIRROR
WE WERE BUSTED BY THE COPS
NOTHING COULD BE CLEARER
STEP OUT OF THE CAR
WITH YOUR HANDS HELD HIGH
THE COP MADE CHARLEY NERVOUS
HE
Why can't it be like it was?
I liked it the way that it was
Charley
You and me, we were nicer then
We were nice
Kids and cities and trees were
fuck me 'cause I'm now the shit
Niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I make hits
Your time pass like Nintendo
Make you no dey figure, Charley we be king kongs
charley they will sell you for low cost
They kill your pride and waste your time on to the next you be bogus
Humph charley you for hold on
Ibi god per
sika nti nana b3boa me
B3boa me
I remember back in the days when the girl was poor
Y3twa mu a na y3n ho agye hc my matter dem dey shaun
Used to sleep
me eh (Keeping cash like bank tellers)
They envy me, they envy me (Get your game up, Charley don't be jealous)
We got our weight off so what you gonna
We dey roam these streets daily its like hell and back
Hell, if you’re born very black
So, charley make you never slack
If e be drugs you go sell
is gay
Sheeeesh
I be feeling myself
I got 2 benz just to heal myself
No work
It's just a media call
They wanna ask me bout the body I Dropped
Charley
like my nickname Baby
(Brr) used to have a job
But that job barely paid me
Charley's Grilled Subs tried to
Minimum wage me, l-l lately
Hangin' with my
Outta your league, I rap, better educated at least
But don't be deceived me and ma niggaz carrying heat
We squeezed that, geezed that, try to step
Spartan
Omoge I be Spartan Omo Spartan
Hooli gimme energy make e ginger my heart o
The way you dey do your tinz e no be by force o
Willy gimme melody make
i loose
See the dream no dey bring joy it's just torture
Nobody be jamming to your shi why bother
Stories in ma songs getting darker every chapter
of peach fuzz -- his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game
There are fake patches on his jacket -- he's used
picture show
When it was burgers and fries and Charley Pride
In a world we used to know
Oh in a world we used to know
Ah, it was so simple back then
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