Uncle Charlie

[Intro]
She give my sloppy toppy while I'm getting high
I'm a dead man with no autopsy
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
I need me a Whitney like Bobby
Yeah

[Chorus]
She give my sloppy toppy while I'm getting high
I'm a dead man with no autopsy
Need me a Whitney like Bobby because I got too many hoes that keep callin'
One of a kind, you can't copy
Bitch, pop, lock, and drop it
Close the door, you ain't even gotta lock it
Jump if you feelin' froggy
Whac-A-Mole with the choppa, just like some coffee
Yeah, she bad, she bad, she naughty naughty
I can't even lie she a hottie, yeah
She got the pеrfect body
Whisper in her еar, she can't tell nobody
She know that she hot like teriyaki
She hot like teriyaki

[Post-Chorus]
If I ever go broke, still have my chain
Naw, I'll never pawn shop 'em
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
If I ever go broke, still have my chain
Naw, I'll never pawn shop 'em
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie

[Refrain]
Fuckin' this bitch is a fuckin' hobby
Uh, I got the pocket rocket
Still made it, and I never went to college, but I got plenty knowledge
Oh, I'm in the rim, Vince Carter
These niggas doin' brain powder
All the money in the fuckin' world, nigga, still fightin' over a couple dollars

[Chorus]
She give my sloppy toppy while I'm getting high
I'm a dead man with no autopsy
Need me a Whitney like Bobby because I got too many hoes that keep callin'
One of a kind, you can't copy
Bitch, pop, lock, and drop it
Close the door, you ain't even gotta lock it
Jump if you feelin' froggy
Whac-A-Mole with the choppa, just like some coffee
Yeah, she bad, she naughty naughty
I can't even lie she a hot hottie, with the perfect body
Whisper in her ear, she can't tell nobody
She know that she hot like teriyaki
She hot like teriyaki

[Post-Chorus]
If I ever go broke, still have my chain
Naw, I'll never pawn shop 'em
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
If I ever go broke, still have my chain
Naw, I'll never pawn shop 'em
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie
Sing to the bitch, Uncle Charlie

[Refrain]
Fuckin' this bitch is a fuckin' hobby
Yeah, I got the pocket rocket
Still made it, and I never went to college, but I got plenty knowledge
Oh, I'm in the rim, Vince Carter
These niggas doin' brain powder
All the money in the fuckin' world, nigga, still fightin' over a couple dollars

[Outro]
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