Charli Baltimore - Hey Charli lyrics

[Guy] Hey Charli, hey Charli, hey Charli [Guy] She's unbelievable and she wit [ChB] I-N-C [Chorus] [Guy] Hey Charli [ChB] Catch me runnin red lights, n***az beamin they headlights [Guy] Hey Charli [ChB] 187 be the digits only numbers you getting n***a [Guy] Hey Charli [ChB] See me with the angels, a** from all angles [Guy] She's unbelievable and she wit [ChB] I-N-C [Verse 1] We throw a club in the clique n***a I need a thug and a drink Scream "The Inc" Till I'm "Gone" like N'SYNC b**hes born for the scene Ass fat like it was born in them jeans They come on to my team Now we on to a scheme Ready for the tape on Face on Ass is up never Gla**es up better f** it we brown paper baggin off the wagon See who worth taggin I play wit em but no slidin off Im watchin him expression as I'm ridin off Play 2-way tag but I'm not for baggin Who press cats? Me I was back like Jet Lagan Your f**in wit a I.G. a**ociate Want a dose of it? Can't come close to it Keep it brief like our game is been With more albums I score see who worth more [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now I play gats, knives wit em cause I love to chase 22"s on the Lex got em lovin my taste Love ta pace Mac doors got em lovin my face 38" on the waste you wastin wit your place I don't know you better then I don't show you But who's behind my chicks Never mind Never mind we never find one worth the energy My angels on Hennessey thinking they see enemy So keep it spinnin like Rule records on radios Even out the ratio 7 and 1 All chicks from the front and the back All cliques aw sh** we here whenever we near Sweetheart I aint tryna swell you let me tell you If you can bitter or spit me you can hit me sh** I aint met one yet Aint settlin foot to the pedal and cats keep on yellin [Chorus] [Verse 3] Ok Can go deeper then replies on the beeper Ill work wit ya but lemme see if I fit ya Im more complex then dinner and a movie n***a you gotta move me A b**h kinda moody So what's the plan of action Get it crakin What u working wit lets see if I can work wit it Im no amateur game master He has ta lay the mack down a little faster ba*tard Too slow and I'm dustin em one up Play the hood till the sun up they run up in Im skirtin no flirtin I aint checkin em n***az still got the plot thickenin (thickenin) [Chorus] - repeat 2X