Lyrics:
know how to rap
[Cee:] Jaime, you got me fucked up!
[Pain:] Okay I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't like it I have to take you off
[Cee:] Just tell
I'm an outKast I out lasted with 3000
Of them big boi's
On the block shooting cee-lo
It's a must I keep me a bankroll
Must I keep me a bankroll
dollar bill, got that London Fog out the back paid the man
Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers
On the loose, cut your ass Lo like Cee
Be under
you want me to come (call me)
When you want me to come (I'll be around, yeah)
Uh-oh, sweet Sugar Lo and Timbo
Oh no, them niggas bouta get some mo'
you want me to come (call me)
When you want me to come (I'll be around, yeah)
Uh-oh, sweet Sugar Lo and Timbo
Oh no, them niggas bouta get some mo'
arm--It's on
I party like a rap star, baby the facts are
The third time's a charm
So meet me by the Eiffel Tour
Bring a bottle of Dom
[Cee-Lo]
I am
what you really mean, I atone
For all the women I abused as a youngster
People got four fifths out this dumpster
[Cee-Lo]
Compositions should be able
n'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants to be
Is left uppa to me, and my momma nem told me
[Cee-Lo]
No, nooo,
to the shift
I should be able to say what I want
What the fuck I plead the fifth
(Now Kim, Kim)
Fuck that Cee-lo
I got to save the world
The first female
weight
Like I'm Cee-Lo green
At eighteen I met
The love of my life
She's only five years old
But know her daddy is nice
Particularly with the mic
I roll
[Cee-Lo]
Yeah
Well, I'm from the dirty, filthy nasty dirty south
Some of you niggaz still think we soft (know they do)
And I swore, I wouldn't never
eyes ahh
I need revenge I can’t let bygones be bygones
Tryna get rich I’m an entrepreneur don’t be fooled by the drip
Dirty money so much that it
calibers of chrome
I'm, coming forth to carry you home
[Chorus]
[Cee-Lo]
Yo, well you damn right, dig it they call me Sugar Delight
Uh oh hoe,
sleeper
Hold I'm on a roll like
Cee lo New Jack
Cities like (um) Nino
I be low (um) down
And dirty yet nerdy
(Um) Freeze you like Slurpee
Work the crowds
rollin cee-lo with steel dice
My black book make, more people petrol than Heidi Floess
I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck
The Knotty
man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he's in the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kwali will work it out
My man Apl.De is in
man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he's in the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kwali will work it out
My man Apl.De is in
ran out
Of your fuckin' town
Can't come back to his pack in Philly, cause
To be blunt ever since he got cut
He ain't had the guts to stick around
I
Showbiz-ness
Whatever, take it the way it should be taken
Faking backs breaking, but makes no mistake
[Chorus]
[Cee-Low]
Round up, round up, round up,
their skin
With needles dirty
You HerD me?
So Be It
I feel no pressure
No stress here
I'm so sincere
No sense in
Losing it
No menstruals here
Most men
down, lay it down
Fuck nigga lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down
Fuck nigga lay it down
I will lay it down, Boosie don't be playin' around
Boosie ain't
but I'm so suspenseful
By next season nigga ima cease my issues
But see as I look around around
I know it ain't me, i ain't buggin out
Too many brawds
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Just to tell a senior they got no refills (bang)
Flicks, flicks, flicks
In class lookin' around for the risk
Afterwards I'll be chasin' after that disc
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