Lyrics:
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
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
It's more than just fuckin believin' it
I'm holdin' them ones, rollin' up my sleeves an' shit
It's cee-lo for push-ups now, many headed for one
would play today
For our own kind to decay
No sign of brotherly love
Just scavengers in search of
Another victory
When I'm ridin' in my Volvo, cops
the people
Stacking c-notes, pockets on Cee-lo
Umm, I'm killing 'em Mama - I'm talking hockey mask
I do it to death, swag on body bag
This beat is out
when my eyes got weak
I cried to sleep, you just don't know how much I tried for weeks
To find some peace, for the people that you left behind, besides
getting blue no green like Cee-lo
Yeah, yeah she need those, yeah she deepthroat
Shawty she a feen though
I'mma shoot it like a free-throw
Dummies in my
and my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cee's advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed plants
from Branson, now we lampin, twelve room mansion
Bitches get
Ladies and gentlemen, Cee-Lo
[Cee-Lo]
Peace
How why'all feel out there
That's cool
Alright
You know, sometimes I want to rap
Sometimes I want
Ladies and gentlemen, Cee-Lo
[Cee-Lo]
Peace
How y'all feel out there
That's cool
Alright
You know, sometimes I wanna rap
Sometimes I wanna
all of my people freedom
And dog I'm grateful coz I'm feeling kinda blessed this evening, somebody let the team in
And on the real, I gotta make it
is now
We built it up so we sure as hell finna tear it down, yeah
[Hook: Cee]
Let's go, the people marching for our future
(Yeah!) Nobody move
got my mask on
Ouchy ouchy better call Doctor Fauci
There's some people feeling grouchy
Took the poke and feeling lousy
Even Oscar the grouchy
Teach
possess any advantage over us
In fact, we think you are liars
He said, O my people, tell me, if I have a clear proof from my Lord, and a mercy has come
ballin' like
Just stackin' this green like Cee-Lo
And we bout to blow like C4
I'ma keep this shit short, DeVito
Don't mean to be frank, casino
She just
fat
Shmoney dance
Moving up the streets following the G code
Remember them days when we was young Playin Cee-Lo
Never Lacking Know people packing
We Got
I'm below ground. To Cee-lo
How? For five-six years I never four-five-six, often
One to see one-two-three. Tootsie rolls in my sleep. So my
Mix, put
I'm the champ
I'm the GOAT!
They couldn't beat me wit cheat codes
I go crazy like a Cee-Lo
And B always gone get C-notes
I could beat a duo and a trio
required to live the life of my dreams.
I enjoy making money doing things that I would have done for free.
I receive profitable communications from people
[Intro: Jonathan Emile]
Yo, huh, my brother Cee
Movement Family
Jonathan Emile
[Verse 1: Cee]
Yeah, it's like you wanna have it all but
A little
Your only gangster in your meatloaf
Streets see you as meatloaf
I know a couple real ones that would eat you like a Cheeto
No me I’m on my Cee lo, my
becoming the kind of
Person that makes money
A lot of people think making
Money is about luck
It's not A lot of people think making money
Is about luck it's
Checking it all red
I'll probably spare my debts
On the Cee Four Six
I'm now on trouble
They come after me, yeh
Oh, oh
I'm now terminal
Down below
Glaciers
Do it for cee-lo games, cases, battle for bitches
Million dollar cribs, grandfather gamble those wit ribs, yes he did
Life is wonderful, fly living
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