Lyrics:
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
'bout it we gonna see, oh yeah
It's a war outside
Can't be quiet, it's a riot in my mind
Paraphernalia I wear like songs by Mahalia
Soldier,
Nigga, don't play me, I'm tired
Shut the fuck up and be silent
Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, uh!
Boit, man
You won't shut your bitch ass!
ether when it eat you
Please be careful who you speak to
Niggas talk good
But they thoughts evil
Lost people want you lost too
We all pay a cost
You lost
your eye
Leave me something to remember you by.
Leave me a kiss as you walk out the door
Or you know I know you won't be back no more
Leave me a wave
super-power, pussy-magnet
I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto
so fabulous!
[Chorus]
[Charlie Wilson]
ghetto fabulous - living like this
I'm so happy,
no longer see
Something that you can't relive
The fact you won't be young again
Or that you're too old for it
Or the gap in your teeth
Maybe your
say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the real nigga's presence
I eat your girl up for breakfast, won't save you
meant we'd be brothers to the end
The boys of the 29th
For you, it's just blue and gray thread, faded and frayed by the hands of time
For me, I'll always
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
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
crew
Philly, soda pop
I'm gonna run down my family tree like this:
One, two, one two three and
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got
Alright alright alright alright
Quiet down, quiet down, quiet down
Ok you ready
Yea you bout to see the mind stretch
I'm next I feel like a mime
and clappin split
Bet this night wont end it swift
If im cummin quick I double dip
No fumble fuck I run this shit
While yall be sittin sippin simpin
I be sinnin
Scared of Me (Beastmode)
Performed by, D.O.N W.I.L (D.Wilson); Brei Wilson (ASCAP)
Produced and Arranged By, D.O.N W.I.L for Don Wil On It, Llc
we don't comprehend yet
Oh to be sweet sixteen
Charlie Charlie Charlie
Won't you please come by this evening
We can play dress up
And kiss till it
In the waiting room everyone comes together with the worry of what might come to be
It's a quiet, polished place with molded metal seats
Where we
think I sprinkled when I tinkled
so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater
cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol
for 5
take me
You droopy-rhyming snoopy swiping runt, I'm crazy
I won't be picked on by a kid who can't party and lacks friends
The benders I've been sent
bitch ass niggas out of hidin
Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't have to go back
To sellin' sherm sticks, but if I do that's what I do
Charlie Hustle, I
nothing of reality
Dennis the Menace was a failure as a son
I bet he was beaten by his father
And molested by Mr Wilson
Dagwood was abusive, Blondie
the AL Greening
When I hear that Charlie Wilson the day already succeeding
Sacrificed to keep us right
Dad someone stole my bike
That day was the day I
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
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