Lyrics:
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Yeah but truth is: Angola, Louisiana
That's the one well, I ain't never been
Nowhere near Angola, louisiana
Down in St charles Parish where
The sun
look-a-there, the honey
The ooo-wee
Baby, way over there by the apple tree
I love, yo' lovely little apple
I think yo' apple is awful fine
So crazy about yo'
Impacting culture fighting off the vultures
Show you how to move in a room full of
(Okay)
This Ray Charles and Rick James
(Bitch)
Sam Cooke and Etta James
it my niggas say he was sellin' grenades
So bullshittin' I'm a sit you where the bomb at
D.C. nigga, sick wrist, whip dope
He ain't know a chopper
and gouge his fuckin' eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot, hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts
Drop you dead
and gouge his fuckin' eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot, hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts
Drop you dead
the barber and the black rooster little by little vanished in the air.
So the black bird spreads its wings upon the sea,
Flying over the clouds,
Far beyond
Anything goes when the two of us rolling
High grade rolling
Rasta, Christians, Arabs and Jews
Me no care, as long as unno play by the rules
Know that it's
hell, but you seem well, you come too
Told my mom and sis, don't make a move
Won't take long, we'll take off
I promise to take the weight off
So I never
wrong
Gotta cut the ties, cut the ties
Can't bring em 'long no more
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La, la la . . . to fade
Music by Gerard Andre Biesel
And lyrics by Ray Charles
Brown nyzz yh believe
The street is always been tuff
Why ghetto youth always in handcuff
When we broke someone has to be robbed
We out here
nurse
Who helped people with polio
Played by Rosalind Russell
No idea who Nick was nick Charles
Perhaps? The Thin Man played
By William Powell
(26)
Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch
Tryna stack bundles
But not to sport the jewels
My girl need some Jimmy Choo's
And my momma need a cruise
I want the smoke
So I'm not puffing Juul's
Charle you fit say I make a fool o
I no send I no send
Charle you fit say I make a fool o
I no send I no send
First of all
Introduction ah
[Chorus]
Those brown eyes I loved so well. Those brown eyes I long to see.
How I long for those brown eyes. Strangers they have grown to be.
One night I
might've beaten the Reich
I'm just a bug boy you see
With a fantastical scheme.
So Charles,
But tomorrow it could tumble down
Exactly,
Let's live it up
Row chain just for the trip, I ain't affiliated
West side nigga so they really hate it
I be out in Las Vegas, at the MGM
By the crap tables in some
floor
Long plane flights and patio doors
I dream past the fifth floor
Long plane flights and patio doors
My sensitive teeth can wait a while
I'm not so
Passed him by a long time ago
But didn't stop to pick him up that day even though he was late
We drove by
A year later my family moved, he moved
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
up so much they call me pour baby
Kush man I need a sack like Charles Haley
Sipping to the big mole, I'm the bar baby
Zip got me moving slow but my
Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi
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