Skizzy Mars - Charlie Sheen lyrics

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Skizzy Mars - Charlie Sheen lyrics

[Verse 1: Skizzy Mars] Skizzy the iconoclast, she got all kinds of a** Smoking all kinds of gra**, now I got more time to pa** You rappers kind of cra**, But I'm that new-new Blunt making ash, call that sh** my Pikachu-chu So what you want to do-do, me and ya girl on oovoo I'm up in ATL and I am only bagging new news Never beef, Moo Shu, leather Tod's new shoes Labels send me mail and I get hype like its blues clues And I'mma keep spittin' till I stop dippin' And I'mma keep pimpin' till y'all stop trippin' Chilling with my n-words, say it like a white kid Live life on the edge like I got two weeks and I might live I might kid, I might hit, Hermés I like it Grey Goose was injured thats why we went and iced it Told that girl, that's tall, I'm forward if you want it We on the ball like Chris Paul for the hornets Cause girl the way you flaunt it Got me so attracted Black girl with green eyes Yeah, that's what I call a bad b**h Vanessa hudgens type b**h is what I'm f**ing And I leave the scene right after I cut it man its nothing Gambino had the track so I followed it Y'all n***as twittered motherf**ers always following I make new moves I make new rules And then I break them like new shoes Me and penthouse music thats the new school Chrome hearts my new j**els Model chicks the usual Chilling out and backing up would be what the prudent do You ain't a boss, so I never get used to you And I'mma make it I'mma make it give me three years And your girl, mmm, maybe after three beers Patron made it so its hard for me to see clear You couldn't catch me if all your years were leap years Uh, Sometimes I wonder if I'm moving too fast And then I pour more cranberry and vodka in my gla** You need bars well we got several here I'm trying to make some hits every year and do it for several years Coast to mexico, Rolex is crystal clear b**hes love us, there boyfriends wanna f** us, up But all there girlfriends wanna... [Hook:] Charlie sheen talking [Verse 2: Skizzy Mars] I don't know f** your X-man Baby girl you coming home with me f** you on the throne because I'm the f**ing king And we ain't talking wedding rings I'm trying to die alone so when I wake up in the morn baby you should be Gone kicks Y-3, Oriental wifey Beds is on the west side, you know we getting Hyphie Oh, Shout out to union Yeah you know we do it Codiene out of cups that are a little translucent Yeah, We on the up so I'm a little boastful I know I'm fly baby but I struggle to approach you Insecure little teenager at school dances Now I call at four in the morning all these b**hes answer Canada goose vest keeps me warm when it's frigid Spit ill when I'm angry, right now im f**ing livid They say I'm immature, wait I was f**ing kidding They say I'm bipolar, I say I'm bi-winning Shorty used to be chubby but now her thighs spinning BBM me late night, You know that I'm in it Take my jesus piece off whenever I'm sinning Because I tend to do stupid sh** whenever I'm ginning Uh-uh I did it and I'mma do it now And all my doubters you lookin' real stupid now And all my x-girls you lookin' real foolish now And truth is I'm the greatest to ever do this sh** sh**, tiger blood when I get a cut And, she ain't offended when I hit her bu*t And, I ain't pretending im the sh** but I'm confident shes coming over when I hit her up Shes like: "you skiz the rapper? oh my gosh!" I said: "i'm skiz the rapper and I got cosh!" Wait, I'm not rapper I prefer a poet You wanna make it in this business baby show it Show the possibilites then look in her face girl I buy you some real louis you know that purse fake She smiles and slowly sips her cup Girl this dinner is in hopes that you will give it up Peronis for my homies Aloha to my broha's Chillin' in Hawaii drop the thou at barney's co-op Misty skies from the penthouse I hardly see Palm trees, high off this drug called Charlie Sheen [Hook:] Charlie Sheen talking