Lyrics:
glistening
Heard she from the deep
Literally, metaphysically
Every time she see me she like
("Tio, Tio") crazy for the green just like
(Cee-Lo, Cee-Lo)
I'm
train left the station with the Great Migration
Bloody tracks left right by the drain
Say the name
Candlesticks in the dark
Visions of bodies being burned
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
bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs
Laughin' at base-heads, tryna sell some broken amps
G-packs get
Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban
Roll upon me thirstin' like: Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant
We roll longer than dice in a casino
Cee-lo in
the witness didn't show up
Look out in drug stores (but I'm slippin') bare approach the look out
Be off the block by ten, the kite was sent
Then all those
Cuban Linx and kilos
We might get the rico
Pull up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four five in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying
money stacks with Cee Lo
Birdman is my homie
Busta Rhymes is my brodie
I don't trust these bitches
Carryin' monsters like they Cody
Say I'm trill if they
Colombians (Uh)
'Cause eighty grams was missin'
Listen, had to change my position
From wantin' to be large to
Head niggas in charge
My garage, call it Cee-Lo
them Soul Movement tapes was just a fuckin’ dream
Like creating Soul Hop to me was not a thing
Like I ain't had a body of work before y'all heard of Cee
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Mm, Ceddy Bo On The Track)
Look, look
My uncle died from hitting a lick
Got shot up in his head
Dave got hit up by a choppa
that's the Cee-Lo, used to grab the reload
I don't wear Valentino, Off-White with the Vlone
Humble and I'm British, I ain't polite though
AMG hotbox,
though (I hope)
Your sex is a weapon, you know this shit is lethal
Things you actually said crack my head like a game of Cee-Lo (head crack)
They say
should come on a cone
7-Up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell 'em I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just
purple drink
If I fall off again mayne, I'm runnin in the bank
You know I stay about that jacking, killing, robbing, and thugging
Whip ya head like cee-lo
live's a twenty-five to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend talk
Three Gs
I know for a fact that really am a beast
If life is a game then I am the cheat codes
Shout out to my homie Devo with the green roll
Like we Cee Lo
Cee-Lo Green (Sugar Lo)
Twista, it gets no better baby!
[Chorus: x2]
Hey, you a trapper's delight
You're an actor's delight, you a rapper's delight
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three card molly
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty,
spades, Cee-lo, craps
We shooting pool at the Luda-plex, I slap a hundred on the table
Just to see if any fools want to do it next
I got games galore, I
Lyrics for “Gbe Bodi” by Oladapo
Uh yeah
Uh yeah yeah
Yeah
Uh yeah yeah
Ola with the most
You call on me
I run up
Anytime you touch my body
I dey
somethin', word to Cee Lo
Bottles of Clicquot, a couple of Cristal
May head to L.A like I'm Chris Paul
Bout to go platinum off of "Missed Calls"
So all
but I'ma stay blessed
Now it's quiet for them, like they takin' a state test
Don't play in my life go play Cee-lo, that thing gon' stutta like dutta
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Fuck
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