Glc - Charlie Chaplin lyrics

[Asher Roth] I lay around on a rainy day Ashing in the sheets Hold them down and just fade away Happy little feet I don't 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 motherf**er 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 pa**ed to me Whoever can last the smoke deserves a toast Raise your gla** 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 sk**et 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 k** 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 b**h, 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 sh**, yup the ism in this b**h Only spending money made from tipping in this b**h She attracted to the gizzle, forgive me for your b**h 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 dilate A submarine deeper than the rap And I don't hear the bullsh**, homie, this song Charlie Chaplin