Lyrics:
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,
Now Gzeppy's in Giuseppe's
My future is super like Dragon ball Z
Beerus bars I'm the G.O.D
Hakai enemies, destroy this beat
You won't forget me, no
gone crazy like that Cee Lo tune
Mama Earth deserves servants
Time to be those dudes
Insteada medicate let us meditate
Insteada denigrate let us
like a TiVo
I spit to bring to you some intel on this evil
These streets got people trading lives for a c-note ugh
Bags bigger than cee-lo moving kilos
Always been down with the capital J
I got a homeboy by the name of Dr. Bombay
My favorite color is grey! Uhh
I can't forget I like reggae
I'm Biz
Look me right into my eyes
You see I tell no lies
Motivated by the shine
You're motivated when I rhyme
I'm motivated all the time
I'm motivated it's
Free Nut and it's long live D-Loc
Rollin that dice, lil bitch that's Cee-lo
I'm the plug, lil bitch get a kilo
I got a bitch but I fuck on the d-low
show
Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow
See yo (Throw it bro) you say cheeka-boo
A name pertained for niggas who WHO
Who
couldn't do a Rico
You know packs get banged, soon as I reload
Come all about the Green, first name Cee Lo
Drug money, gotta build my Empire Casino
back to the bits
And make that bunda bounce like tigger
My bro making moves
Dishing out food
Call him Stringer
Am no central cee but am loading loading
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus"
Don't forget about it now
Don't forget me
Don't forget me
Don't forget about me now
Don't act like we was never a thing
Cause we were forever
You pass by
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
like is this shit that my peoples' on
Molecules, Cee-Low, Smash, Dres and my nigga Lawnge
Now I kick the titles Black Sheep, the Legion
Yeah, you
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
(Central Cee, touched LA Leakers, baby)
(You know what it is, man, Central Cee, new song, "Doja")
way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play cee-lo and craps
And break niggas
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
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
get this money that's by any means
With me or with my team, I'ma get this green
Everybody talking shit but they talk behind a screen
You think you
your money
[Cee-lo]
Check it, baby
So ghetto like hot fries
I come from Melvin and resemble
Twenty-twenty with his blood shot eyes, got thirty-two
Like a game a cee-lo
Fulfilling your dreams on the
Streets like nino
Brown, the whole town be shook up
And me and momma surviving depends on how
Many
more
Blowing dro in the wind
Like I'm Trick and Cee-Lo
I was walking down the path
By my lonely
4-4 on me
So please don't approach
If you don't
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