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    Charli Baltimore / Lyrics

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    "Stand up [Featuring Ghostface Killah][Version]" Lyrics

    Charli Baltimore feat. Ghostface Killah

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    Be friends wit'cha gram!

    I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight

    Hey you, blow your whistle
    Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah)

    Tune my voice out, tune my mic out
    Tune my voice out, tune my mic out
    Yo, this is how we rock
    This is how we rock
    This is how we rock, rock

    Hey you, blow your whistle

    Yeah, we in the joint yo
    We in the joint
    Hey yo, hey, yeah, scream

    Hey now, I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
    (Ah shit!)
    I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight
    (Stand up, yeah)
    Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together
    (Put your motherfuckin' hand in the air)
    I want you to stand on up!
    Now I got something to tell ya
    (Swing it from left to right)
    I'll tell you, now that I think about it
    (Yeah)
    And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together
    (Play with this, you can't play with this)
    Come on now, get a groove going
    (Uh)

    Yeah

    Hey you, blow your whistle

    Yo, yo, yo
    Yo tony, what up?
    Heard your dick was good

    You should know, yo I fucked you on the side of my hood

    Never that dog
    From where you can never hit it
    Throw a razor in my mouth on the low
    And suck ya dick wit' it

    The world famous, priceless, still stainless dick
    Pray over this, scoped ya love, nameless
    Heavyweight dick in ya jaw
    Good lickin' fom ya lips, now baby girl throw the song

    Yo, yo, yo
    Aye yo Tony, you phoney
    We both signed to Sony
    But for half ya pub, ride that dick like a Pony, what

    Yeah, what, put your money on my dick
    Girls, all eyes on my dick

    Yo, yo, yo
    Cats fatigued out, thinkin' they armies
    My crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee?
    Who bang?, be'More and Wu Tang, new thang
    Mad at how we do thangs, RZA cop me two fangs
    Official, now I bite through gristle
    Gold teeth style in from Philly to Stanton Island
    While in the meantime, spit mean lines
    Fuck clean rhymes, like mine's grimmy
    Like my niggas be
    Picture me, coming off soft
    Y'all just cough up shit, I swallow rhymes
    Makin' bitches swallow 9's, re-define
    This rap shit, make my shit a classic
    Like Bethoven, stay posin'
    For the camera, stamina
    Like a crackhead, and crackheads are amateurs
    You try me, no in-between like why to Z
    Pick brains like labotomies
    Still thoughts to charts of Billboard's
    Throw pour ill spores, leave niggsa stiff like still-born's

    I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
    (What, what, what)
    I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
    (Stand up baby, stand up baby)
    Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together
    I want you to stand on up!
    (Stand up yo)
    Now I got something to tell ya
    I'll tell you, now that I think about it
    (Yeah, what, what, what)
    And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together

    I'm like Spider-Man's fifth brother up in the Clan
    Drop like crap's that's scattered all up in ya van
    Skelly-man crook, character star
    In Donna Boines book
    MG--M, Heaven and Hell, sat with the cook
    With the big spice bone, red hair's is killin' me
    Knotted up, twisted and green
    Seen them crystal's in that rap yo
    And get Barear
    Bear hug and five hundred ounce of that Staision
    Wild man, Sarah
    Rush after hours, Alpha in the beds
    Caked hands like Dai Smith, rap haggler with a fade
    Magillia, Charli Baltimore with Hazel driftin' withdrawels
    Wind Face start with the Killah
    Stood still, a whole river chill
    Looked up and got dogged, that's when RZA started to build

    Hey yeah!
    I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
    Hey yeah!
    I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up

    Hey you, blow your whistle

    What, what, what, what!

    Aye yo, you craze me, turtleneck nigga rockin' Pasley
    Shots crazily, steady blazin' where the spaids be
    Teams like Starsky and Hutch, you put deluxe truck
    Ya bankrupt, 52's Knox, I heard you Ku Klux, damn
    Tear it out the van, sweat it with a tan
    With get like Remo spray can, suga the ram
    Fuck a cocktail, get my balls licked in Hell
    Read his Igloo Tales, hell all the dogs with broken tails
    Salt range, short order tab
    Ironman, bubble bath, nuclear, split the atom in half
    Meet dime O's, fifth brother bug inside 8 pole
    Change though, crush the birds inside the strip pose

    Rap Conspiracy, hold songs for ransom
    Lancin' in Ghostmode, coke mixed with Branson
    Sheisty, tree's soaked in half-ki's
    Sabotage N.Y. with snipe's and 79's
    Channel 9's scene street team made news with who's
    Charli, every 16 bars be
    Sickening, peep the scription
    Rhyme vixen
    Keep the clips in tact, watch ya back
    Ain't done yet, 8-Spunett
    Poison webbers
    Spider-Woman, two legged, how we did it
    What!

    Come on and get a groove goin'!

    Hey you, blow your whistle
    Hey you, blow your whistle

    Now clap your hands and say yeah

    Yeah

    Now let me count it off
    1 2 3

    Hey
    Hey, hey, hey yeah!
    I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Memmalatel Morgan, Nakhamyah Morgan, Peter Morgan, Roy Gramps Morgan, Una Iyarn Morgan, Shane Connery Brown, Junior Byles, Orde Meikle, Lee Scratch Perry.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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