Charli Baltimore - Stand Up! lyrics

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Charli Baltimore - Stand Up! lyrics

[Ghostface] Be friends wit'cha gram! I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah) [Ghostface] Tune my voice up, tune my mic up Tune my voice up, tune my mic up Yo, this is how we rock This is how we rock This is how we rock, rock Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) [Ghostface] Yeah, we in the joint yo We in the joint Hey yo, hey, yeah, scream Hey now, I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up (Ah sh**!) I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight (Stand up, yeah) Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together (Put your muthaf**in' hand in the air) I want you to stand on up! Now I got something to tell ya (Swing it from left to right) I'll tell you, now that I think about it (Yeah) And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together (Play with this, you can't play with this) Come on now, get a groove going (Uh) Yeah Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) [Charli] Yo, yo, yo Yo Tony, what up? Heard your dick was good [Ghostface] You should know, yo I f**ed you on the side of my hood [Charli] Never that dawg From where you can never hit it Throw a razor in my mouth on the low And s** ya dick wit' it [Ghostface] The world famous, priceless, steel stainless dick Pray over this, sculpture of love, name this Heavyweight dick in ya jaw Good lickin' from ya lips, now babygirl throw the song [Charli] Yo, yo, yo Aye yo Tony, you phoney We both signed to Sony But for half ya pub, ride that dick like a Pony, what [Ghostface] Yeah, what, put your money on my dick Girls, all eyes on my dick [Charli] Yo, yo, yo Cats fatigued out, thinkin' they armies My crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee? Who bang?, B'More and Wu Tang, new thang Mad at how we do thangs, RZA copped me two fangs Official, now I bite through gristle Gold teeth style in from Philly to Staten Island While in the meantime, spit mean lines f** clean rhymes, like mine's grimmy Like my n***as be Picture me, coming off soft Ya'll just cough up sh**, I swallow rhymes Makin' b**hes swallow 9's, re-define This rap sh**, make my sh** a cla**ic Like Beethoven, stay posin' For the camera, stamina Like a crackhead, and crackheads are amateurs You try me, no in-between like Y to Z Pick brains like labotomies Still thoughts to charts of Billboard's Throw pour ill spores, leave n**sa stiff like still-born's I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up (What, what, what) I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight (Stand up baby, stand up baby) Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together I want you to stand on up! (Stand up yo) Now I got something to tell ya I'll tell you, now that I think about it (Yeah, what, what, what) And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together [Ghostface] I'm like Spider-Man, fifth brother up in the Clan Drop like crack that's scattered all up in ya van Skelly-man crook, character star In Donald Goines book MGM, Heaven and Hell, sat with the cook With the big spice bone, red hairs is k**in' it Knotted up, twisted and green See them crystals in it? Rap Yogi Berra Bear hug and five hundered ounce of that Staision Wild man, Sarah Rush after hours, Alfred in the Batcave Hands like Dai Smith, rap Hagler with a fade Magilla, Charli Baltimore witch hazel drip from your drawers,when faced off with the k**ah Stood still, a whole river chill Looked up, it got dark, that's when RZA started to build Hey yeah! I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up Hey yeah! I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) [Charli] What, what, what, what! [Ghostface] Aye yo, you praise me, turtleneck n***a rockin' Paisley Shots crazily, steady blazin' where the spades be Teams like Starsky and Hutch, Super deluxe truck Ya bankrupt, 52's Knox, I heard you Ku Klux, damn Tear it out the van, sweat it with a tan Wicked like Remo spray can, Sugar Duran f** a co*ktail, get my balls licked in Hell Read his Igloo Tales, hell all the dogs with broken tails Salt range, Salt-Water taff Ironman, bubble bath, nucleus, split the atom in half Meet damoes, fifth brother bug inside 8 pole Change though, crush the birds inside shrimp rolls [Charli] Rap Conspiracy, hold songs for ransom Lancin' in Ghostmode, coke mixed with Branson Sheisty, tree's soaked in half-ki's Sabotage N.Y. with snipe's and 79's Channel 9's scene street team made news with who's Charli, every 16 bars be Sickening, peep the scription Rhyme vixen Keep the clips in tact, watch ya back Ain't done yet, ain't spun yet Poison web is Spider-Woman, two legged, how we did it What! Come on and get a groove goin'! Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) Now clap your hands and say yeah Yeah.... Now let me count it off 1.. 2... 3 Hey Hey, hey, hey yeah! I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up

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