unknown

this is how i look without makeup
And with no bra my ninny's sag down lo
My hair ain't never hung down to my shoulders
And it might not grow
Ya' never know

But i'm clever when i bust a rhyme
Cleva always on ya' mind
She's cleva and i really wanna grow
Buy why come you're the last to know

Gotta little pot in my belly
So now a days my figure ain't so fly
My dress ain't cost nothin' but
Seven dollars but i made it fly
Tell ya why

Cause i'm clever when i bust a rhyme
Cleva always on ya' mind
She's cleva and i really wanna grow
Buy why come you're the last to know

i'm an orange moon
I'm an orange moon
Reflecting the light of the sun
Many nights he was alone
Many many many nights
His light was too bright so they truned away and he
Stood along every night and every day

Then he turned to me he saw his
Reflection in me and he smiled at me
When he turned to me
Then he said to me
How good it is, how good it is, how
Good it is, how good it is

I'm an orange moon
I'm brighter than before
Brighter than ever before
I'm an orange moon and i shine so
Bright cause i reflect the light
Of my sun

I praise the day he turned my way
And smiled at me
He gets to smile and i get to be
Orange that i love to be

How good it is (8x)
Shine so bright
He rules the day, i'll rule the night
Shine shine shine
How good it is (6x)
How good he is
How god he is

I'm an orange moon i'm brighter than
Before brighter
Reflecting the light of the sun

Artist: charli baltimore f/ teddy riley


1 - can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yo

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
It's makin' me hot, it's makin' me hot
It's makin' me hot, yo, yo

[charlie]
Uh uh uh
Wanna test my waters? step in
Hot, no question, what? interested?
Chick blessed in drop
No less than sick flows
Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
Cats know i deliver blows, kill hits
Kill the light switch, i'm barkin' in my cb
Tight chick with charts in mind
Hearts in my actress
Better address me with status
Ms. and misses, ya'll who's and what's
Came in viscious
Everything i touch, ya'll wanna get it
Cats wanna hit it, hide when i spit it
What ya'll do? did it. wanna get it?
Wanna get rich, i'mma show you money
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
Why you wanna hate me, i don't know you money
Ya'll cats got late fee's, i don't owe you money
Ya'll quick to wild out and just blow your money
Should it stash high, burnin' flashlight
Girls need to know if you're stuck for money
Cats get sheisty, i might duck for money
Let 'em know, you ain't gettin' buck for money
And tall slick, i bank ten and front for money, what

Repeat 1

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Feel me come through hard so ya'll hear me
Turn back? never, rap vendetta
Each letter clever for that cheddar
Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater
Don't speak to heather
Only fly lady certified indy, the rest gotta pay me
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
Waggin' mercedes benz for the lady
Me that, so he that, where the keys at?
Ride through, slide through for feedback
Like damn, she ballin', damn she that chick
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits
Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin'
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin'
Trust, we gon' all ball love ya
Pop bubbly, i'mma make ya'll love me, uh

Repeat 1

Yo, yo
Just warmin' up, chilled the whole song
Ya'll feel it yet? killed the whole song
Haters game raw, ain't nothin' pretty
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seams
Now i play scenes
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
Stay real stack's back's you faces
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
Chuck goin' lace it, ya'll gon' taste it
Fresh new face, did it mark my spot
Mark my "x", park my lex, watch be 'lex
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do'
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga

Repeat 1 until fade

Artist: charli baltimore f/ cam'ron


Charli baltimore
Killa cam
Cam'ron
Charli i don't think they know that i'm menstrul
Let me tell 'em when i'm menstrul

Verse one: cam'ron

I'm into don thing, donna karen
Don cornelius, don king
Lunchin' down in palm springs
Long the ring, crackin' cars
Dirty money, give the wax to juan
Actin' harsh, leave 'em my back garage
Thug niggas using mack guitar
Givin' back massuage, enterouage, we on hollis
Make you leave new york quicker, then john wallace
Be in your mom's wallet
Ya'll want whips, it's time on trial
Aye yo, ya'll want chips, then count ya stride
I made best friend to fight yo, like '98 live
Connin' in they eyes, like cats behind with they wife
Well then it's true, that i lost a daughter
Niggas get a little money, wanna cross the water
Fuckin' sell, i get the hell, i can't cross the border
Never feminine, everynight don't park the six
Right in front of tenimens
Ruthless chicks, yeah, toothless chicks
With the shotguns to shot, right through 2 and 6
Rufus kicks, uqick, that's what i'm tellin' my man
They just want me on the crucifix, i held in my hand
Fell for the plan, felony cam
Yo melody be bland!
R-i-p scrams yo, a hell of a man
And that's my analysis, till i'm laid up with blood like diolisists
That's my next son

Chorus (cam'ron)

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kill
And jump off cliffs
Some snitch
But life's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on clicks
Some rich
But life's a fucking bitch

Verse two: charli baltimore

What, yo
I'm into ice shit, peirced pussy
Got the ice clit, ice picks
Fuck around and slice chicks
Spotted deserve on ice chips
Tight click, we come through
Dumb crew, these cats unable to come to
Comotose, ya'll boast about holdin' totes
We hold's parties, and sign our labels pacardi
Hardly ya girl next door, beofre i was b'more
I was c-4, now i'm packed, and now i'm stackin'
In the swiss alps, with swiss cheese and swiss accounts
Sippin' swiss miss, hoes frontin', got me kissed it
Dying kids wanna see b'more, on they wish list
But i put 'em there, be careful what you ask for
Ski mask up on barren face
No trace, of dna, just doa
We know ways to make you talk
Make you limp, when you walk
Outline cats in white chalk
Got fagotts askin' "who's she?"
Benz wit' it, class be e, master p
Blastin' 'how ya do dat there'
Ridin' through, niggas stare, they like "who dat there?"
Is true dat wear
Takin' over, slower
While ya'll hoes be stressed
Hate to see me and pd, and be like who the ebst
No shit, pull out the clips
Pull out the whips, put out the hits
Cause we put on the ritz
And it's nine crackers before a cracker
So tell me how you like us with guns and rappers

Chorus (cam'ron)

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kill
And jump off cliffs
Some snitch
But life's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on clicks
Some rich
But life's a fucking bitch

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kill
And jump off cliffs
Some snitch
But life's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on clicks
Some rich
But life's a fucking bitch