Charli Baltimore - Stand Up! Lyrics
Artist: charli baltimore f/ ghostface killah[ghostface]Be friends witcha gram!I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonightHey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah)[ghostface]Tune my voice out, tune my mic outTune my voice out, tune my mic outYo, this is how we rockThis is how we rockThis is how we rock, rockHey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)[ghostface]Yeah, we in the joint yoWe in the jointHey yo, hey, yeah, screamHey now, I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up(ah shit!)I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight(stand up, yeah)Brothers and sisters, if you know youve got your thing together(put your mutha*****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)Ill 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 cant play with this)Come on now, get a groove going(uh)YeahHey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)[charli]Yo, yo, yoYo tony, what up?Heard your dick was good[ghostface]You should know, yo I *****ed you on the side of my hood[charli]Never that dawg>from where you can never hit itThrow a razor in my mouth on the lowAnd suck ya dick wit it[ghostface]The world famous, priceless, still stainless dickPray over this, scoped ya love, namelessHeavyweight dick in ya jawGood lickin fom ya lips, now babygirl throw the song[charli]Yo, yo, yoAye yo tony, you phoneyWe both signed to sonyBut for half ya pub, ride that dick like a pony, what[ghostface]Yeah, what, put your money on my dickGirls, all eyes on my dick[charli]Yo, yo, yoCats fatigued out, thinkin they armiesMy crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee?Who bang? , bmore and wu tang, new thangMad at how we do thangs, rza cop me two fangsOfficial, now I bite through gristleGold teeth style in from philly to stanton islandWhile in the meantime, spit mean lines***** clean rhymes, like mines grimmyLike my niggas bePicture me, coming off softYall just cough up shit, I swallow rhymesMakin *****es swallow 9s, re-defineThis rap shit, make my shit a classicLike bethoven, stay posinFor the camera, staminaLike a crackhead, and crackheads are amautersYou try me, no in-between like y to zPick brains like labotomiesStill thoughts to charts of billboardsThrow pour ill spores, leave niggsa stiff like still-bornsI 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 youve got your thing togetherI want you to stand on up!(stand up yo)Now I got something to tell yaIll 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]Im like spider-mans fifth brohter up in the clanDrop like craps thats scattered all up in ya vanSkelly-man crook, character starIn donna boines bookMgm, heaven and hell, sat with the cookWith the big spice bone, red hairs is killin meKnotted up, twisted and greenSeen them crystals in that rap yoAnd get barearBear hug and five hundered ounce of that staisionWild man, sarahRush after hours, alpha in the bedsCaked hands like dai smith, rap haggler with a fadeMagillia, charli baltimore with hazel driftin withdrawelsWind face start with the killahStood still, a whole river chillLooked up and got dogged, thats when rza started to buildHey yeah!I want all you brothers and sisters to stand upHey yeah!I want all you brothers and sisters to stand upHey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)[charli]What, what, what, what![ghostface]Aye yo, you craze me, turtleneck nigga rockin pasleyShots crazily, steady blazin where the spaids beTeams like starsky and hutch, you put deluxe truckYa bankrupt, 52s knox, I heard you ku klux, damnTear it out the van, sweat it with a tanWith get like remo spray can, suga the ram***** a *****tail, get my balls licked in hellRead his igloo tales, hell all the dogs with broken tailsSalt range, short order tabIronman, bubble bath, nuclear, split the atom in halfMeet dime os, fifth brother bug inside 8 poleChange though, crush the birds inside the strip pose[charli]Rap conspiracy, hold songs for ransomLancin in ghostmode, coke mixed with bransonSheisty, trees soaked in half-kisSabotage n.y. with snipes and 79sChannel 9s scene street team made news with whosCharli, every 16 bars beSickening, peep the scriptionRhyme vixenKeep the clips in tact, watch ya backAint done yet, 8-spunettPoison webbersSpider-woman, two legged, how we did itWhat!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 yeahYeah....Now let me count it off1.. 2... 3HeyHey, hey, hey yeah!I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
