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Charms Alarm chords and lyrics - COMMON
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[Verse 1] [G]A hem What we have here [Cm]is a very serious delicate situation [G]Lots of people out here always ridin' [Cm]the dick hmmph But check [G]this out I like your style I like your [Cm]stride And I like your motivation But the Late [G]Show we ain't standin' for that shit So [Cm]my man right here he wrote a little song about it [Verse 2] Why don't you sing it [G]Ring the alarm here comes the Com [Cm]Call me Mr. Hollywood, check it out! [G]Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com [Cm]Call me Mr. Hollywood On the Goodship, Lollipop Pop goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly Good [G]Fellow, [Cm]he- llo? Is anybody there? I'm not a [G]step, so don't stare Because I Rock- well I always feel like I always [Cm]feel like, Somebody's Watchin Me Ooh, Somebody's Watchin Me It's [G]gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit I say say say, [Cm]"Black get off the 'zack, You block my urinal tract" I gotta [G]go pee- pee, yo you don't know me You're just a [Cm]New Kid on My Jock, tip- seekin' and you're phony [G]It's my little pony and you cannot get a ride So [Cm]when you see me homey, just please just step aside Step aside, not talkin' wlidside, I'm comin' from the Southside Where the ruffnecks reign, if you can't stand it, don't go outside [G]Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your [Cm]bluff and pull your card And nowadays it's all these dick kids, that want to be hard You're fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent So sorry, but the van got tipped And out is how I'm lookin', I'm lookin' out for my [G]people I'm fly like [Cm]I'm fly like but [G]me don't have no eagle Beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to [Cm]You're never gonna get it, woo- wooh- wooh- woo! You wasn't [G]down from the +Jump+, so why you want to Kris Kross? [Cm]You no business buyin, insecure junkyard mother[G]fucker Get lost, 'cause youse a [Cm]sucker [G] [Interlude 1] [Cm][G] [Cm][G] [Cm] [G] [Verse 3] [G]We really lucky we got 'em, you can [Cm]spot 'em From a distance, now let's just say FOR INSTANCE You got a [G]crank gettin' ganked for his bank by [Cm]some snake Little wench,- is you is, or is you ain't The [G]suck- er You [Cm]gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur [G]Gettin' pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too proud to beg, for your dough She [Cm]get your money mo money mo money money mo! I [G]couldn't go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment Just call [Cm]me Kaopectate, in relationships, I'm runnin' shit So [G]don't be comin' to me with that, "We can go out, you pay" [Cm]Cancel that bitch, it's [G]the, Unamerican way This is the circumcision, and skins is gettin' cut off [Cm]Ridin' on my shit, just to get they nut off [G]NOT, no cops, just low- downs want a lick If you [Cm]ain't down with the 'Van, Dyke, get off the Dick Cause I re[G]member the time, the time, the time you tried To [Cm]play me like I was booty but now you're just a [G]groupie Sweatin' me uh, sweatin' me uh Tellin' [Cm]me when I get big don't be forgettin' me uh But for[G]get you, forgot you, after, I rock you [Cm]It's Blo Pop time bitch, you better set your clock To the [G]charms [Cm]alarm [G] [Cm][G] [Cm] [Verse 4] [Cm]Why'd the sucker MC sucker [G]MC cross the road? To get to the [Cm]other [C]side?![Cm] [G]Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC cross the road? To get to the [Cm]other side, now check it out I got the [G]pep in my step, the slide in my glide So I [Cm]won't trip, when I let my backbone slip Some shake it to the [G]East, I'm shakin' West, well I'ma shake your mid [Cm]And I'ma get you suckaz, just give me one side, [Cm]and one rib I [G]barbeque the mouths hey, I barbeque the mouths [Cm]Cause mom always said, don't play wack in the [G]house! So take that garbage to the backyard An[Cm]d I was like, "Everybody want to want to rap hard" Be[G]fore you wasn't hardcore, so Sonic why ya flipped? [Cm]How you gonna hop when you ain't hip? You found [G]rap, on a two- way street, and lost it On a [Cm]parkway, I ain't sayin' no names, yo Rico Suave Fuckin' [G]goons fakin' stab wounds, I need to shank the crank [Cm]Elvis Presley Jr., tryin' to be somethin' that you ain't No daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go on stage And take off all your clothes, then you,- strike a [Cm]pose [G]You knows and I knows, that's how you sell your record Because your shit is butt, you gotta [Cm]get naked! But [G]you're wack, you're wack, [Cm]showin' your body to me I said [G]you're wack, you're wack, showin' your body to [Cm]me You got no [G]Soul man, and you [G]need to get a Pound Cause [Cm]you, ain't, ah- really down With [Cm]true hip- hop you suckers
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