CHARLES HAMILTON - Come Around lyrics

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Charles Hamilton's Come Around

Boy I'm high as a kite and I don't wanna come down no

Blowin sticky green by the pound

Got me dancin around and singin like a clown yeah

Gonna give me the run around

Cause I ain't tryna run unless I'm runnin for the crown yeah

Never ever am I dumbing down

I can only smarten up and make you stupid nigga frown ah

Livin Music check the address dog

Best there is best there was Rap Bret Hart

They ain't got skills and they have less heart

But I'm nasty like a stripper with mad stretch marks

My dad blessed charles with a passion for blackin

If this track was a women I'd be my dad when I smack it

Beat it, get it pregnant when I lyricaly skeet it

Free it and make the bitch find jesus

He is, the shit y'all niggas loose I'm a king you a bishop

Nigga fall for the juice, charles is the truth

Damn near catholic when I spill it all in the booth

You can see my bars fall from my tooth

So I only bite the style just to pour vemon through

Poor little you, before you were cool

Now you're just a loser

You bore people dude

You would need a different between a ford and a coupe

One's got style, substance and swag

The others just for drivin door to door with the news

Paper, haters wanna stress me out

Mad I bagged they girl with three words "Let's be out"

And fuck with only 2, come here I beat it one night

More than you did in one year

These dudes diss me(haha) just to screw with me

I treat them how I treat my ex bitch "I'm too busy"

Can't see straight homie because I'm too piffy

Set the spots all pink lookin too spiffy

I rolled only but you know I got a crew with me

Leave you with More holes to make two 50's

Double massacre you and your man wise eyeing?

I'm rich you tryna get me you might die trying

Not near nigga holdin my spot

Y'all niggas is barry bonds the public thinks it's dope

But you know that it's not BUMBACLOT...