Charles Hamilton - Baby lyrics
[Charles Hamilton - Baby lyrics]
Charles Hamilton hear me?
Good morning sunshine, did ya sleep good?
Since ya moved in here, do ya eat good?
Do I kiss good? Do I beat good?
Winter time, do I come with the heat good?
Don't ever wonder, I take it to the max
Well, I take it past that
Then I take it back
Well, tell me what the hay ya make it that
First day I made up a rap
Me and music made a pact
I promised that I would be good to she
And she would do whatever she could for me
And I do know looks deceive
But, I knew what it was when
She gave that look to me
Rest, questions get put to sleep
So when you hear the baseline, look for me
It's not that hard to see
It's all from the heart with me
Start to believe
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby
Dropped out of high school
Never went to prom too busy cuttin school
Buzzin on the intercom
Whatever friend was on, and same high as me
But, I was still somethin that
I didn't try to be, me
So the music will never lie to me, I believe
Fightin sleep, cause that night we creep
All because of the rhythm
That's inside our feet
We might just be kinda deep in the life
But why do we try to breathe
Easy baby, you killin me, my Lord
You shine brighter than a
Billie Jean sidewalk
So even if I didn't have the mic on
It would still mean I could
Killa when I write songs
I say a song cause I mean my prom
I'm still alive cause it's killin
Me to write songs
Which direction am I on? Am I on?
Oh wait, this is my song
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby
Swimmmin in the groove
Pretty women in the nude
Listenin to instrumentals get a
Nigga in the mood
Gettin visions of shit I didn't do
Cause the shit I did do is
The shit I went through
So the inner visions of gettin the pictures
Of me just sittin
Sippin somethin totally different
I'm in and out a woman's kitchen
I walk in the room and
She assumes the position
When I finish hittin she gives
Me some shit to listen
To, get my laptop, get to flippin
Get the pen and commence to
Flip the sickest written
And it continues, yes I see ya starin'
With the M-U-S-IC, I'm her man
And we been through the stress
I need to plan for the big moves
Bless ya'll, peace
And to the haters, let Charles be
Then again, bless ya'll
Ya'll distress Charles Lee
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby
Good morning sunshine, did ya sleep good?
Since ya moved in here, do ya eat good?
Do I kiss good? Do I beat good?
Winter time, do I come with the heat good?
Don't ever wonder, I take it to the max
Well, I take it past that
Then I take it back
Well, tell me what the hay ya make it that
First day I made up a rap
Me and music made a pact
I promised that I would be good to she
And she would do whatever she could for me
And I do know looks deceive
But, I knew what it was when
She gave that look to me
Rest, questions get put to sleep
So when you hear the baseline, look for me
It's not that hard to see
It's all from the heart with me
Start to believe
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby
Dropped out of high school
Never went to prom too busy cuttin school
Buzzin on the intercom
Whatever friend was on, and same high as me
But, I was still somethin that
I didn't try to be, me
So the music will never lie to me, I believe
Fightin sleep, cause that night we creep
All because of the rhythm
That's inside our feet
We might just be kinda deep in the life
But why do we try to breathe
Easy baby, you killin me, my Lord
You shine brighter than a
Billie Jean sidewalk
So even if I didn't have the mic on
It would still mean I could
Killa when I write songs
I say a song cause I mean my prom
I'm still alive cause it's killin
Me to write songs
Which direction am I on? Am I on?
Oh wait, this is my song
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby
Swimmmin in the groove
Pretty women in the nude
Listenin to instrumentals get a
Nigga in the mood
Gettin visions of shit I didn't do
Cause the shit I did do is
The shit I went through
So the inner visions of gettin the pictures
Of me just sittin
Sippin somethin totally different
I'm in and out a woman's kitchen
I walk in the room and
She assumes the position
When I finish hittin she gives
Me some shit to listen
To, get my laptop, get to flippin
Get the pen and commence to
Flip the sickest written
And it continues, yes I see ya starin'
With the M-U-S-IC, I'm her man
And we been through the stress
I need to plan for the big moves
Bless ya'll, peace
And to the haters, let Charles be
Then again, bless ya'll
Ya'll distress Charles Lee
The music told me she loves me
And I believe her, cause I only need her
She's my baby, I'm her baby
A supersonic baby, a supersonic
A supersonic baby