Uh huh  Untertainment
 Charli Dangerous
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 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, platnuim and gold cars
 Money stashed in 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 44
 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

 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 yo, gimme the money
 Rich bitch 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 direct
 Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
 Bitches 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
 Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
 Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty

 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 shit for no Charli will be in the breifcase
 Yeah Long Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right
 For the cash, pop 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 by with nothin' 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' dough
 Bingo, 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 none of these I tatto the little P-pac 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