Lyrics:
GAB:
If I'm gonna bite the bullet,
then I gotta have the guts to hold the Wess & pull it,
Niggas saying I should cool it like I'm leaking coolant,
poker face
But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here
Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head
Work alone, sleep alone, eat
by the lake
Like an obvious secret or an endless ache
Out at the horizon I can see,
The shelter of the sky
And some of Charlie's trees
I'm miles away
got a road I can get to, I'll go 'till perfecto
Like a cigar, come to me just to get smoked
Stand by my actions, can't walk in my shoes
You don't get
about a boy like Hugh Grant
Now I'm a young man doin' things you can't
But you can't call me Champagne Charlie
I campaign hardly
My damn chain glitter
about a boy like Hugh Grant
Now I'm a young man doin' things you can't
But you can't call me Champagne Charlie
I campaign hardly
My damn chain glitter
The Dan Car is electric like a eel
Draco got banana clips opps getting peeled
I got so much money like Bruce Wayne
The Dan Car no ceiling like Lil Wayne
I
ice grill 'cause these O.G.'s is washed up
I got a left like, Winky Wright
My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life
Niggas scheme but they
fucked Madonna
Feeling Barack when he killed osama
Yeah, baby you stay by my side
Baby if I ride you ride
Just like Bonnie and Clyde
cnd yeah, baby I
introduce myself
I'm Mr. Monkey"
"Mr. Monkey, I pledge you slap of five
Now how does your problem meet?"
He said, "My bananas are at their ripest
But
introduce myself
I'm Mr. Monkey"
"Mr. Monkey, I pledge you slap of five
Now how does your problem meet?"
He said, "My bananas are at their ripest
But
Nate Nikols
“They Cool”
Produced By: L. Beats
Oh, hold up you rollin’ with them?! They ain’t nothin’ like us. On everything I play to win, an in god
lick it
And shwin-g it, like my man Wilson Pickett
I kick it, the Spanish Psycho's a lunatic
Rip a show, get the dough, and stick the hoe with my
hope you understand
That we're elevating to the top from the underground
Dad called me Wilson, Mommy called me Oghenemaro
She say anything I do make I
This Verse
Cuz he's winnin
Drinkin Tiger Blood
Bitch I'm on my Charlie Sheen
She pop a molly
While eatin beans
Bitch I look like Papa Smurf
Blue Diamonds
the Super Bowl Shuffle.
Walter Payton
Well, they call me Sweetness,
And I like to dance.
Runnin' the ball is like makin' romance.
We've had the goal
Waze, dead end on a one way
Their ways is strong arm, harm you like gunplay
Charm you like Charlie's mother but drink and drive like you're Bombay
Gordon
it'll be outbound.
Charlie, he's a philosopher. One day he found the Lord.Says,” Life goes flying by. No time for broken hearts.”
Got to live life like
Oh wait, is that my poster
Album signed by yours truly?
I swear you said that you don't know me
But girl it looks like you kinda knew me
Oh shit,
Poor Charlie Bucket
Sleeping in his house
Not a creature was eating
Not even a mouse
He got 4 grandparents
Sleeping in one bed
Ain't moved 20 years
Dem no dey shame oh
Dem be the same oh
I dey like when you smile I dey wait oh
E dey spark the plug in my brain oh
Blood no dey flow for my vein oh
You
tickle your fancy like Nancy and Wilson get ill son
Rock it from Farmville to Tilden Projects (ha)
Concealed when I rap (hey)
So, step like stairs
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
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