Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Two Step With A Kickstand official lyrics (WHAT UP, H2!!!)


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CHxH2!
Uptown Daft for dat ass!

Yeah.

Hold up.
Let me get my shit together REAL QUICK!
I can do this shit forever, REAL SHIT!

I'm a Wallflower. Like Matchbox 20. But that's in the '90s, and that's not funny. So when I go to parties, I hardly am sippin' on Bacardi to get a bad chick to come and... guard me. I mean, get off on me. "Don't get off me!" [Only if you're on me, watching me at the party.] Hardly can I do a hardy-har joke to make you say, "Charles is all smoke; and not liquor." The pot's with a big dipper. Meaning, it's STAR high. All time of the night, hard drives get bent... when I come through with 6 sense. And sentences. My bad, kid. Just rappin' with the sake of magick in the back of my cap. Ash Ketchem. I got mad bars. You besta catch them!

(hook)
I only got a dollar to my name, girl.
So dance for me
baby.
I said dance for me
baby.
Yeah.
Dance for me.
Baby.

To the fellas: there's no need to get jealous or overzealous. I just represent what's better. And I'm better than veterans when representing what's better, because *that's* what's up for ever. *That's* S-E-G-A! PLEASE don't pull the lever. Unless you tryna play pinball with Charles. My favorite game? Sonic Spinball (inside). To be honest, I got them lost. And they all coming back to me now. It's kinda like The Faculty in the background. Schooling mad cats on how to rap. Wow. And I don't even have rap in my background. So Goth. So real. So "true". So Charles. And this beat? So H2. So Josh. I go off. These niggas is so posh. Uptown Daft. Y'all gotta laugh.

(hook)
I only got a dollar to my name, girl.
So dance for me
baby.
I said dance for me
baby.
Yeah.
Dance for me.
Baby.








~follow the buzzards~

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