gone away. [Charlie Scene:] It gets harder to see what people want me to be, its just me being me I'm just Charlie Scene. I used to follow my dream
Hollywood we're never going down [x3] [Chorus] And all the kids in the hood come and wave and shake your hands, Hollywood we're never going down.
see you work that ass, come on and shake it fast Two whiskey hits, JDogs giving shots in the back So where my boys at? There goes Johnny 3 cruisin
[Charlie Scene] Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always
(so hot). Johnny 3’s been drinking whiskey,Trigger finger feeling frisky, when you shoot it’s so damn risky, dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me [chorus] [Charlie
foldin bank But steady talkin shit in the holding tank First you wanna step to me Now your ass screamin for the deputy They send you to Charlie-Baker
sunset glow Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day No work all play, okay So we sip a little something, lay to rest the spill Me an Charlie
tables down (boom) non bettin' willie watchers standin' around strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at us how bad they wanna be us (parlay) Charlie
platinum fame In the game things'll never be the same Because money changes everything [ ROUND 1: Donald D ] Once again comin at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles
Hank Williams sang it, Number 3 drove it Chuck Berry twanged it, Will Faulkner wrote it Aretha Franklin sold it, Dolly Parton graced it Rosa Parks rode
, like there's no tomorrow {Verse 1} i got money. i dont need a range. im a pimp. i dont need a cane. be it kills charlie. you can keep the
day Bodies in the hallway And if you come searchin' Then you findin' out the hard way No matter where you from You better recognize a real nigga when you see one Salute me! [Chorus] [Verse 3
nigga you asked we look and we laugh Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand (All the way) Now nigga we did we went and we got [Verse 3: Layzie
umbilical hundred inch d-ck yep and twenty pound genitals so you gon have to stay there til my (?) tell a b-tch to tell friend to friend to tell a hoe [Repeat 3
sneakin' to the rear But I can't get us all in free (what?) it's just another case of that 2 dollar MC I rock the same clothes 3 days straight to
get it on I can't wait to get it on I'm just a smoky boy from the land of the lost You can't see me like Charlie's Angels boss I'm often coolin round
a little Stir it up like mother fuckin coffee then back to the middle Lift over some pounds some way my hitters nod away You damn near caught a Charlie
Eve, eviction notice" These rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute knowin that we unrecouped E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle