Charlie Chaplin Songtext

I want to try to drown whatever's happening to me

I walk with out a sound, Charlie Chaplin on the beat

Probably never figure out what is up or what is down

What is now, or what it's all about

So I chill and look around

It's in the air, it's in the sound, it's in the year

No doubt, show us what's got bounce

Curl up next to the girl right beside me

Slide up all inside it

Ride it, reall really ride it
Let it fly higher than a motherfucker

Never coming down

We just set it up direct, get our message from the clouds

The rain's getting stronger as I hit it harder

Ms. Marijuana, she's a superstar

Do a job, do it all

Doing what she want, upper echelon

It's the fond of this Family Matter from Dupont

Come on baby, let it flaunt

Tell them what it is

How it never gets better than this, just have kids

Oh but wait a minute, turn it down, burn it down, learning now

How you found out who the word of mouth

Talker of the town talking up a storm

This the calm before it

Call Dorothy, tell her bring the courage

Ain't a thing that could deter it

It's the Earth, it's the universe

Working in perfect cursive through one person, let it burn


[Phil Ade]

Word, and after Asher ash get passed to me

Whoever can last the smoke deserves a toast

Raise your glass to me

Last a cut of your currency and let the current be

Car in need of speed has got me in a flow, like the current beat

I feel it, I'm fried, my mind is on the skillet

Shawty, if you feeling naughty don't conceal it

I'm feeling it too

What you willing to do

You spilling the truth by moving on it

I like them girls that rock Jordans but could Louboutin it

Moving smooth like lube is on it, how the night goes

Prefer a real woman, but tonight I like hoes

You feeling frisky, you got a man, you feeling risky

You feel the whiskey, please don't try to kill the will to kiss me

Miss, I got a fear of miles and a fear of vows

I'm not trying to share a house but we can share a couch

As of now we just here to have a good time

And if we're meant to go further then we should grind

But don't press it, don't stress it, just let it go

I said it before, follow the flow from the man of cold

You sipping Petron, try not to throw up in my place, cause

Girl you got that bomb, hope it don't blow up in my face


[GLC]

Welcome to this time and

All my green like Kermit

Mobster, pimping gang monster, Herman

I believe in multiple wives, like a Mormon

Especially when she got them thighs, I want to go in

Macking cold, black and gold Trojans

Attractive hoes, try to hold a moment

My pimping game gotta roam, no lids

Manifest where the bed bitch, from the low end

Dime from the hundreds, manifest with no hands

Mackin DNA, my pimples sway, they go in

Y'all blow money, I prefer to blow strands

Elevated gism, macking game promotion

Shit, yup the ism in this bitch

Only spending money made from tipping in this bitch

She attracted to the gizzle, forgive me for your bitch

But she chose the manifest, it benefit the skim


[Thurz]

Low Coronas, searching for that meaning of life

And a shot of Jameson, poison I was playing in

Pride I was laying in, broke rubber what I came in in

With the lateness, we conceive greatness

And when it's war, please be cautious of them smiling faces

I'm moving wise and smoking Bible scriptures in my Bathing rocks

And as we walk Luke, I guess it's all Revelations

That's relics here, soothes your relatives, rhythm salacious

Ripping, when it's nude beaches to that naked eye

Plain to see that naked truth, naked gun if you criticize

Tune toes down, my mind still in orbit

Only fear is hell, I'm straight out the dark what God's thinking now

So I guess I've seen the light, trying to follow my fate

Some people don't see it 'til the medic trying to make they pupils dialate

A submarine deeper than the rap

And I don't hear the bullshit, homie, this song Charlie Chaplin