Lyrics:
Headcrack, time to get the bread!
I rolled on every cee-lo corner that I know inside the city
Kiddies, I got a fat mitt in my pocket lookin pretty
So who
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
[Intro: Cee]
Yeah, it’s Big Cee, bitch!
With Notion, kid
Yeah and iLLvibe, man
Yo it's nothing to me, and so it's nothing to you
I'll give you
Shocka locka...
[Cee-Lo]
Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy
Experiment and enter the internals of the inner me
out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
sellin' crack be
Say what up to my neighbourhood dealers
Niggas rollin' cee-lo, local car stealers
Narcs cruisin' by
They wanna lock us on the way
No eye
even stop
It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down with that nigga pop, pop, pop
And my nigga Mike L, and Bert P
And my nigga Pretty Ken, you know he down with me
We
what would happen if that woulda been me?
All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all.
(Cee-lo vocals)
I'm thinkin' of Assata, yes.
Listen to my
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
[Cee-Lo]
Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Because some
have mercy on the SWAT's
[Chorus - Joi & Cee-Lo]
Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that
Lord have mercy on the SWAT's
[Chorus - Joi & Cee-Lo]
Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them
All I really know about is
Ben Frank
That All I Really Know
All I Really Know About Is Ben Frank
Raw Stank
I Shoot Dice
I Smoke Dank
I Cee-Lo
In My
to know one
I shine like the sun
In pitch black night
In a crowd playing cee lo
I'm so all alone
So they tell me
That Life is bliss
And Life what you make
on bottles with funny names, holla holla
Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain
and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang
[Cee-Lo]
Listen here
feel like I can sell dope
We can play tonk 2 dice or cee-lo
They like you back in yo bag know these niggas mad
Im back in bag and I ain't tryna brag
I'm dirty money, Rambino
It's me, Otis, Dave, and
And you know that I'm ballin' like
Just stackin' this green like Cee-Lo
And we bout to blow like C4
Cool
Been out here tryna reach the impossible
Got a lot on my plate like Cee Lo
Sweet one in cargos, Kim Possible
But I'm stuck on my green like
Ran Into The Bedroom
She Was Struck Down, It Was Her Doom
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK
Are You OK, Annie
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie
I be getting cash but you know it aint green though
And you know we up cause' I'm tweaking off a bean ho
And I'm getting blue no green like Cee-lo
no uh uh
I don't wanna play by your filthy rules uh uh
Hell no all about my business uh I don't play no
Gamble with your life but me I don't cee-lo huh
(Monkey chants)
Jungle Dj
Rafiki
Banging OK
Twik it Hozay
Ricky Rozay
Boss, head, hombre
Giving them guacamole
Spin em like roly poly
Got em
forty in my motherfuckin trousers
If it's raining then it's pouring this dat hot lead showers
I apply dat pressure bitch I'm on they neck
Ok ok
Put em
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