Lyrics:
peeped, she came by to let me hammer her
She's looking right, damn, I should've hid the camera
She hit me off but, yo, it's my word
She got dropped by
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
left the rag on
What I kill by, this really what I live by
Tryna get grandma a real big house (uh-huh)
Still hatin', huh? Thinkin' that's the wave,
hittin steady c notes
If a nigga test me you forgotten like im cee lo
Green i make my money
Build a cult
That sacrificial, uh
Im the great goat got white
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
kill six of your niggas six different ways
And we still got XL rhymes, still gangsta
Try to run up on the guy, I'll send your legs to your mom
And we
kill six of your niggas six different ways
And we still got XL rhymes, still gangsta
Try to run up on the guy, I'll send your legs to your mom
And we
know
Stay with the green like Cee-Lo
Got a lock on my heart, no key though
She said she like Do-si-dos
When I'm off that bitch, I see dos
Chip on her
(Yeah, okay)
Only triple 6 I know is cee-lo (okay, okay)
I don't fuck with evil
I'm in K.Y. smokin' pre-rolls (smokin' pre-rolls)
I'm with Six,
on BEPRO, yeah
Young nigga made so much off green might put it in my name like Cee Lo
Break up sex turn make up she looking at my belly button sucking what’s
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
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
Chico
Flood the block with the Astro rock like he Nino
Fuck you I'm crazy feeling like I'm Cee-lo
I'll smoke my dog trynna cross me like Rico
Homie got
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
1,2,3
On the down low it's only see double E
L-O, I flow, I flow, I'll let you know
When it's time to catch wreck I catch wreck like an old pro
You
spender (Yeah)
Who knows where this shit gon' end up?
All I know is I'ma be on top
And drive 'em crazy like Vic Mensa
Drive 'em crazy like Cee-Lo
Wolverine,
silly should've paid me
Who knew he know, Captain like a EO
Silly like Cee Lo would know chili, that belly explode
Got me out of shine, keep me out
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
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
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
a plan by her eldest aunt and her father to kill her; She was driving herself and a few miles for the company a big trucked rammed into her car; her car
you tell? That she wants my niño
New Moschino (check), I'll take that I'm DeeBo (gimme that)
Golden boy, I'll hop out like I'm Cee-Lo (yes!)
Pardon
where it's nuttin but beats
Nuttin but cee-lo where pushers pay the dice off defeat
I got the Rove' out the shop, take the Chrysler off the street
Too
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
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