Lyrics:
getting their tickets
This is my moment to show my swag and I am granting the fans their wishes
Don't be a hater, don't be a fool
I only like it when you're
by the whole gang
Oh yeah, bitch wanna hang yeah
Gang yeah, iza mene cjeli squad
Bitch I'm the devil which means I don't need a god
I don't need it
know the classics by heart
And exactly how the filler go
Repeat it on my way to the liquor store, Charlie
[Interlude]
What's up, what's down what down
Greed and jealousy Mad Ting the way it seed
Mad Ting
My g Dats a Mad Ting
Big man Charlie dont know limit
Nah boy scout to run up biscuit
King pon throne
don't know what christmas is all about
Everything I do turns into a disaster
I shouldn't have picked this little tree
Everything I do turns into
Charlie don't care he just wanna do a quick smash
He wanna play
He wanna play
He said he wanna date
That he wanna make change
Don't take the bait
Don't go
a opp little sister
He'll probably fire off the stage
What do you reckon
How I survive Impeccable tekkers
No point rocking a vest when you stepping
Neck
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
slipped up
Ayy, ‘fore he slipped up, all of my homies
They do it for real, don’t make me get up and get in that field, bitch
(Ayy) I'm bustin' clips (Ayy),
you, and I knew at
The dawning
Our love would last more than a day
And every single little word is true
I still love you
Do believe it
Do believe
don't have it)
Funny, you got a lot of books here-
(Yes, we do, but we don't have
David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells) are you quite sure?
Ayy, 'fore he slipped up, all of my homies
They do it for real, don't make me get up and get in that field, bitch
(Ayy) I'm bustin' clips (Ayy) Charlie
need to grow up[00:50.08]Fucking all them bitches[00:51.16]Omo Charlie no be nothing[00:52.37]Stacking all them little cheda[00:53.74]Till e turn
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
around
Keep me high leave me down
I love you
Charlie Brown
Bite your tongue let it bleed
You see what no one else sees
Close your eyes sew them shut
Never
his face
Just to make sure the
Little prick don't recover
It doesn’t take long to discover
Skepta smells like no other
When I asked him to piss in
His
Hey Charlie, there's been a small accident outside on the front porch
I spilt your powder, it's all washed out in the rain
And I don't think I can
into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothing that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You gotta feel that heat
And we
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
pimps
I feel like the angel of god
All I gotta do is drive the range through and nod
It's like I was put here to put layers in the air
Put squares
that we into things
Do whatever gotta get it by any means
Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen
Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team
Say she scared cuz she
Yeah there's only one moose, said Bullwinkle's on the loose
Don't be like Charlie Sexton, a prisoner to your haircut
Don't be like Charlie Sexton,
my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'
In this world where nobody don't give a damn
But I'm still a man
Got a soul program
I'm a pump my
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