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CHARLI BALTIMORE lyrics : "Charlie"

[Vocorder]
Charli, Charli
Charli, Charli


[Charli Baltimore]
What


[Chorus]
[Charli Baltimore]

Who got the 6 foot 9 ^!$$%s loving the thang?
Charli, Charli
Floor seats to the Sixers game?

Charli, Charli
Chicks screaming cause they loving the name?
Charli, Charli

Say my name
Charli, Charli
Say my name


[Charli Baltimore]
Flows tumble down like an avalanche

Who ride and murder tracks like an ambulance?
Still rap like I never stepped off for a sec
I'm back and this rap %#@! just be getting me wet

Y'all know Charli, sorry
For your unbelief
So much 'tude on y'all like a Diva

No ^!$$% rhyme tighter
Flow sicker, limelighter
Fans need her (yeah she still off the meter)

Hating chicks sick like *cough* she a trick
What y'all know about me
To flow about me

Who be V.I.P
In films with Spike Lee
PHILLY, PHILLY

In case you wanna know where I be
Hold it down for the rest of the peeps
Blessing the streets

BANG, BANG
I'm next in the beat
HUH, HUH

Put your money on Chuck
Cause I'm destine to beat
The $#&@ y'all know about me


[Chorus]


[Bridge]
[Charli Baltimore]
All my thugs flipping pack money

Living it up
Angels taking it without giving it up
What the $#&@

Sheer thongs and we big in the butt
What, what you know y'all feel this
Y'all know who the real is


[Charli Baltimore]
It ain't enough that I paid my dues

Learn the game
Whole world learn the name
Talk greasy but I earn my fame

What Chicks don't know that the chick so low
%#@! earning to claim
Ain't drop but I'm sophomore in this

Like not that (*##$ Baltimore on this
Any hate, uh, give more the %#@!
More to spit, incase you don't know how I rip

Red head still, thorough bread streets West Phil
Left field, came from that, huh, blaze the track
My angels dust hot baby plain as that

Oh he wanna holler blame the rap
Again, second wind now
Back in the game

Still reign
Body parts still remain the same
Feel me up
Fell the cupboard
Fill the cup with Cosmos, A laze, and such

Mix it up, we sick with it enough

[Chorus]

[Bridge]


[Charli Baltimore]
Play to win
Who got heat with it?
We can take it back to Vaseline on our face, you street with it?

Ride hard till I die hard like Bruce Will, whatever
A buck five hundred thou two mill
So long as somebody $#&@ with me and my Angels
Getting their wings long as the stuck with me
On my peace to those who occasionally waited for me

Screw face and any mother$#&@er hating on me
Got nothing but love
Ride 'burbans on nothing but dubs
No arena shows nothing but clubs
No sweet ^!$$%s nothing but thugs
Nothing I duds

Lame ^!$$%s say the name uh

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

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