can read ma diary You're in every line Jealous minds Never satisfied I'm telling you baby You will never find another girl In this heart of mine Chorus When you wanna see me Night and
Charlie Parker Lyrics by Eddie Jefferson I'm here to just confirm what I've been really always sayin' About modern jazz It's the savior of the nation And
off but around the World they are all trying to be Charlie Sloth Now our internet's game kinda crazy With SBTV, DjGone, Ragggs and GrimeDaily Helping artists to make moves And diversity and
lens So I'm stackin every dollar I see; hundreds, fifties, twenties and tens Do's open and do's close, never sweat hoes, players get chose Hustle and
bone!?! C'mon dude!?! You need to leave the mic alone! C'mon dude!?! What?! Eddie Bones in the place.. Edwardo Bone-es Charlie Bawles. Charlitos Huevos Eddie
Eddie Bones presents... the adventures of Charlie Bawles You heard about Charlie's angles? They keep broads hooked on the cock like Prince Alberts [
what I'm sayin Word [Refrain] Charlie Bawles had em all.....he is a superhoe Eddie Bones had em all........he is a superhoe Charlie Bawles had em all.....he is a superhoe Eddie
of Avon Jazzy Jay by my side, Charlie Chase behind me Flash and Theodore, super cuts that blind me "Catch a Groove" is the rhythm, spinnin back and forth From the East and
't you know it's true Girl there's no one else but you Would I lie to you baby Would I lie to you (Would I lie to you) When you wanna see me night and
So I'm stackin' every dollar I see Hundreds, fifties, twenties and tens Do's open and do's close Never sweat hoes, players get chose Hustle and flow
Ray Charles, 'cause they ain't seen no money yet. Trash rappers I tax and spark, I be wettin' niggas up like water rides at Action Park. A nigga stuck me, and
fives Other than that, cleared a circle in the park and shoot five Girls wore they Lees and jellies Jordache and Lees, TF Lords fit the fellies [Incomprehensible] and
it keep it real! (Real!) Mind on my money, my money on my mob! and my Benz! and my friends! and my job! I still miss Wish's Uncle Charles, reachin
Jeffrey Dahmer And he loves the son of Sam And he loves reciting segments From 'The Silence Of The Lambs' And he worships Charlie Manson Wishes he was Eddie
much I think my sperm's in your water supply With a war to survive I slaughter and mortify Creating a torture guy be forced and falsified And duplicated and
Shimmy Like Kate 2:23 Trk 6 The Olympics Pop Chart # 42 Sept 12, 1960 Arvee Records single #5006 Eddie Lewis & Charles Fizer - vocals (& poss.
STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT WRITERS BERT KAEMPFERT, CHARLES SINGLETON, EDDIE SNYDER Strangers in the night exchanging glances Wond'ring in the night What
up with the brits Big to Eddie Murphy who give me the fits Big up to Suzanna for your digits And to the blacks in the flicks And to Jah for lyrics
