Lyrics:
the life of the party
The same old good-time Charlie
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By
bill
movin up to first class I wonder how that jet feel
Disrespected by the last offer probably curve the next deal
I'm from where they still pop them
the girls that's in love with theyself
This for all the girls that done did it by theyself
This for all the girls that's I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
This for all
The ways of this community
Now I ain't lookin for the cities support
I know you gotta pick-up K Street and fix up Sutters Fort
since 1849; the Golden
a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head
With the little bit of homeboys that remains,
Stone cold I might be drunk on the scene
Lo mein
Crystal clean
Yea Charlie sheen
Uh
Hold weight in the safe trynna see what that brings
No way ain't no
de-real a ho
In ya top piece, suburb mart, ya not street
I know fools from Wilson that'll whack ya, ya got beef
Used to go to Skate King back when bangin
stretch
My nigga, listen, I'm blessed (blessed)
I'm Russell Wilson how I wiggle through duress
Nigga, picture me stressed, my nigga (picture that nigga)
by noon
Charlie's black cat with a bad time tune
Sad to see things that were kind
I'm no Has-been's clever child
Well of wishing, want you more
Than
law
Strange are the ways of fate
For the government crawled to the mine owner's call
That the judge was appointed by the state
Yes, The judge was
the way that you sound (Sound)
Can we go another round? (Round)
You got cake by the pound (Pound)
I'm tryna take you down
In the land of lust, the land
My woman says it's a dog gone shame the way
Some men bring their wives money
And furs and jewelry and I come home
Ain't got a dime and smellin' like
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
They like to say I'm way too cold
Tae Spill
Way too cold
Pressure Professor back once again
I'm way too cold
Please pay attention to the lecture
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
Thats why I'm sleeping with Carnie Wilson's head
oh God, got to wash my nuts
cause ive done
Lemme holla at 'em Uncle Charlie, Yeah)
Thank God for another day
While they were hatin' on me
He done found another way
I know that trouble all
where time stood still, and the work it would never end
In that rice field in the distance up around the bend
Charlie died in that rice field, one day
My dearest Jodie
I am humiliated by my weakness
And my impotence
But, Jodie, I can change
I'll prove to you
That I can change
With one brave,
Calvin, Blake and Wilson
Gambled in the dark
Not one of them would ever live to
Tell the tale on the disembark
Brother rose up 'gainst brother
In
baby let me feel some'
Tell me put a ring on it make me a Wilson
And I say that it's on it's way
Just keep on showing up for me night and day
We been
Look to the sky
Sun is rising
See the light
I seen the light
But still can't get right
By my side, is me
I pay no mind
How to turn ghost
Danny
I'm with my bestie
yeah I like it when we gossip
hanging with my niggas
I'm like charlie are you there
you should show yourself or
pussy are you scared
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
That's why
I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head
Oh god
Got to wash my nuts
I
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