30 Miles Lyrics - Cold As Ice - Charli Baltimore

For the love of what... 

Uh huh, Untertainment 

Charli's Angels 

H-Class, little it 

Uhh uhh 

Verse One: Charli Baltimore 

I don't know if it's the pretty face or the expensive taste 

That got everybody wantin' to touch me like Case 

Feels So Good like Mase, to pull over 

Anywhere I want, diplomats on the Rover 

The way I put it on a nigga sober 

I have 'em comin' back, knockin' on my door like Johovas 

Ya'll already know that Charli's in charge 

Weekly massage, platinum and gold cars 

Money stashed from NY to Witchitaw 

And I stay with my niggas cause you know how bitches are 

Aggy, cause they baby daddy wanna bag me 

That's why I never leave home without the chrome maggy 

Ya'll hoes can't do nothin' to me 

I got this game wrapped like a dubee 

Pinned up in what? 

Charli rappin' about, I really got 

And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot 

uh 

Chorus 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (really need it, yeah) 

Verse Two: Charli Baltimore 

Yo yo, femminine honey 

Rich niggas be swimmin' in money 

I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime 

Lookin' in the mirror, feeling pleased with the shine 

Lady Rolex for the time, the class is "S" 

Wear the ice on the bra of my chest 

When the money ain't right I go far to the left 

Niggas wanna play games then Charli the ref 

Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath 

Niggas know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick 

Crushin' the player haters with a purple navigator 

Shoes alligator, my bag is too 

If I was broke like you, I would be mad like you 

But you can come work for Charli, a boss with a body 

Ask anybody, I could take over Gotti 

Cool by the pool while you diss another hottie 

Pissy broke bitch that'll stay actin' snotty 

Chorus 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (really need it, yeah) 

Verse Three: Charli Baltimore 

Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist leavin' no trace 

Cause nigga's who know Charli will be in the breifcase 

Yeah Long Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right 

For the cash, hop out the window and shoot through the ice 

Ain't no love here, just the black gloves here 

Check it, and I don't get involved with nothing i can't leave in 30 seconds 

But my kids, they think mommy a teacher 

They don't know, for the love of this 

I make the whole world tre' blow 

Then go, get 'em ready for school like nothing happen 

Here's a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said "Hi" 

Bet he won't fail you no more, one more "F" and he die 

Even with my nails done, I can take guns apart son 

So when they come lookin' for this reporter broke Un 

Dealt with birds, but I had to move on 

But for memories I tattooed the little Peacock on my arm 

Ask Un how the ones be when he advance me dough 

So I put out mines and tell dawg keep yours yo 

For real... 

Chorus 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (really need it, yeah) 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh) 

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll) 

For the love of money (really need it, yeah)