Hey Charli Lyrics - Charli Baltimore

[Guy] Hey Charli, hey Charli, hey Charli 

[Guy] She's unbelievable and she wit 

[ChB] I-N-C 

[Chorus] 

[Guy] Hey Charli 

[ChB] Catch me runnin red lights, niggaz beamin they headlights 

[Guy] Hey Charli 

[ChB] 187 be the digits only numbers you getting nigga 

[Guy] Hey Charli 

[ChB] See me with the angels, ass from all angles 

[Guy] She's unbelievable and she wit 

[ChB] I-N-C 

[Verse 1] 

We throw a club in the clique nigga 

I need a thug and a drink 

Scream "The Inc" Till I'm "Gone" like N'SYNC 

Bitches born for the scene 

Ass fat like it was born in them jeans 

They come on to my team 

Now we on to a scheme 

Ready for the tape on 

Face on 

Ass is up never 

Glasses up better 

Fuck it we brown paper baggin off the wagon 

See who worth taggin 

I play wit em but no slidin off 

Im watchin him expression as I'm ridin off 

Play 2-way tag but I'm not for baggin 

Who press cats? Me 

I was back like Jet Lagan 

Your fuckin wit a I.G. associate 

Want a dose of it? 

Can't come close to it 

Keep it brief like our game is been 

With more albums I score see who worth more 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 

Now I play gats, knives wit em cause I love to chase 

22"s on the Lex got em lovin my taste 

Love ta pace 

Mac doors got em lovin my face 

38" on the waste you wastin wit your place 

I don't know you better then I don't show you 

But who's behind my chicks 

Never mind 

Never mind we never find one worth the energy 

My angels on Hennessey thinking they see enemy 

So keep it spinnin like Rule records on radios 

Even out the ratio 7 and 1 

All chicks from the front and the back 

All cliques aw shit we here whenever we near 

Sweetheart I aint tryna swell you let me tell you 

If you can bitter or spit me you can hit me 

Shit I aint met one yet 

Aint settlin foot to the pedal and cats keep on yellin 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

Ok 

Can go deeper then replies on the beeper 

Ill work wit ya but lemme see if I fit ya 

Im more complex then dinner and a movie 

Nigga you gotta move me 

A bitch kinda moody 

So what's the plan of action 

Get it crakin 

What u working wit lets see if I can work wit it 

Im no amateur game master 

He has ta lay the mack down a little faster bastard 

Too slow and I'm dustin em one up 

Play the hood till the sun up they run up in 

Im skirtin no flirtin 

I aint checkin em niggaz still got the plot thickenin (thickenin) 

[Chorus] - repeat 2X