Lets get this party started Lets keep them 40s poppin' So just get buzzed and stay fucked up We'll keep them panties droppin' Everywhere I go Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show That Charlie Scene got a weenie

Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme

Time's up, hold up, aight Celph you got 30 seconds, you ready? Alright, Celph Titled, hit em! Celph Titled: That's all you got? Yo, yeah, listen These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change There really be kids starving, give a fuck if it

Love, don't fight it Fe, fever rest I cut you in (Darling didn't love right) I've been sleeping in a stable, mate Not gonna do you no favors What I got is seen you trying Or take it down the old lanes around

Buster Se dejaron ver Que quiero ver como uno a uno caen Y ahora es que poco a poco ellos verán En el mundo dicen que yo soy el rey Buster y se dejaron ver Buster se dejaron ver Así que aguantense De que me tiraran

You want it, we got it You want what we got I know what you want We got it, you don't We got it, you won't I know what you want (you want it) Sometimes you drive me mad with the things you say and do You act like we're so bad, well, I got a message for

I was laughing, Playing in the streets, I was unknowing; I didn't know my fate. The game of love, but never really showing; I thought that love could wait. I was a young man and sure to go astray. You walked right into my life and told me love would find

Wallflower, wallflower Won't you dance with me? I'm sad and lonely too I'm fallin' in love with you Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on The night will soon be gone I have seen you standing in the

Told y'all it was my year Good drank, big knots Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (lean!) Drop top, no hot box 12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops Whips out, Kunta Kinte Diamonds clear like Bombay Taking babies, no Harambe Play with keys

I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you Just don't whatever you do,