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charlie rounds - chuckman lyrics

[ intro: father’s children ]
dirt and grime and filth inside
the story of my lifetime
of cheating, stealing, never feeling
pain of brother, your dirty mother
ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(perf…)

[ verse intro: charlie rounds ]
halloween
christmas eve
christmas day

[ verse: charlie rounds ]
chuckman, chuckman, chuckman, that boiii run the function
i just copped a ghost, on my flying dutchman
that boiii run the function, need no introduction
you know that i’m tall, hit my dunk like butler (jim)
i just spit that fire, mouth on eruption (boiii)
im a jerk, steve martin, cheaper by the dozen
mix between my boiii ken0bi, kanye west
working on the traps, all you hit is chest
gunman, gunman, gunman, that boiii just ain’t bluffing
ak, mac 11, tag me like a huntsman
ever since clutch god, boiii can’t stop buzzin’
shots of lean out your girlfriend belly b-tton (woo)
you see my blue eyes, know i’m on my normal summon (woo)
runman, runman, runman, end up in a coffin (woo)
chuckman, chuckman, chuckman, i can feel the tension (woo)
funko, funko, come and peep on my collection (woo)

[outro: father’s children]
ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(perfect!)

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