Lyrics:
wanna be appreciated
I finally killed my ego, realized that it was evil
I'm done with the chasing green, but I still been a fan of Cee Lo
But don't get it
cee lo green
And they keep asking Andre 'why you so grim?'
Because I keep dreaming not living my dream
I’m just a regular guy in a crowd that passing
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
smile, because your eyes can't take the glare
But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair
And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place
One two, one two y'all
One two, check it out
Got my man CL
Can't forget my man, Cee-Lo
Can't forget money earnin', Mount Vernon
Can't forget New
after all" And
Like, I think about it sometimes like
It crosses my mind a
Bit like when I go to a baseball game and um
Sixty thousand people boo me
One two, one two y'all
One two, check it out
Got my man CL
Can't forget my man, Cee Lo
Can't forget money earnin', Mount Vernon
Can't forget New
through a whole army
The cee-lo rollers, money folders, sippin' Bolla, holdin' mad payola
Slangin' that coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake
on your nose and your brain remain froze
So when you see me traveling on a spiritual high
I'm flying high with Cee-Lo
Or maybe watching my long's heart
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,
people only 3
Aye j-cee you my homie I agree
Everything is fine baby
You tell me all your dreams heavy
I tell you you don't sweat it baby
Even when
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
'Cause if love is what you're working on
And peace is what you're dreaming
If you're fighting for freedom
You are my people
You're my kind (my kind
of green isn’t your kind of Cee-lo
More like that gamma, ray made me hero, ay
I’m living to write, so I kind of got it backwards
Mimicking life, just to drop
talkin' 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgustin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it
traveling on a spiritual high
I'm flying high with Cee-Lo
Or maybe watching my long's heart dancing to a De La flow
Everybody knows there's no fruit
Cee-Lo
And I ain't get them back, but I heard by the end of the week though
Three shots made him use nine eleven like Reno
I found out it was his sis Rita,
nigga and Giannis had fifty points
For the fifty years they had us fucked up on my momma
Pretty, blue, faces
It's a tag team Cee tagged me
Pull up
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
continue (only the strong will continue)
I know you have it in you
I know you have it in you
I'm a street-lifer, always harassed by the cee ciphers
through a whole army
The cee-lo rollers, money folders, sippin' Bolla, holdin' mad payola
Slangin' that coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake
my life is getting beautiful by the day bi eni to le makeup ati contur
This kind life
Eternal life
Better better dey follow the people wey get this
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
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
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