Lyrics:
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do
I gotta go
Yeah
I don't wanna be that guy
Who's always gotta be so fly
He so high
Looking like Cee Lo Green when the gringo green go by
So much is
Won’t ever catch me slipping
They say Wavy Cee
You should stop trying
Well if I say I’d stop trying
Then I would be lying
I do this for the people
Who
Baby don't tell nobody
A thing bout what we do
This crazy shit we on
Just keep between both me and you
This here don't need no strings
We can do
To write a rhyme so delicious you can eat it
There are those who like my taste, but don't consider biting
There's penalties for those who don't do writing,
Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car (yeah)
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't
Young mulah, baby it's Khao
Let's get it popping like
Girl, don't you do that
Pop it, don't shoot that
Made it out, dispute that
Sixty, Wheezy, you
hang by the trees
Who put in that work just so we can be
They do it for the love aint talking conditionally
Turkey tail, Reishi have you in medicinal tea
pockets to the top. But oh no, you
bitch, you ain't responsible, for what a nigga man
do give a fuck bout' what a nigga bout' to do,
give a fuck
by the book
Leave you wonder what I took
Leave you calling me a crook
I don't know how you mistook
What you do as being good
Thinking you misunderstood
green
Pockets fat just like Ceē-Lo
Pockets fat just like Ceē-Lo
Yeah this money gonna expand
Jah Fendii you the man
Mind focused on these bands
Ni****
the judge, look what happened to Cocheese
What happens when your co-d's is talking to police, you dig?
Half a cig, let me fuck with ya wig, although you loving
too
I'd like to explain what has happened to me
So it doesn't happen to you
I was born in Los Angeles
Many, many, many years ago
We lived out in North
this the stage where you guys showed it
You really paid that price, you know what I mean?
And listen, I'ma tell y'all like this, man
Don't get
stopped!!!, Hope man done got it made
And ride my pockets to the top. But oh no, you
Bitch, you ain't responsible, for what a nigga man
Do give a fuck bout'
life
Suffer, yeah, do it for Christ
You're trying to figure what to do with your life
If you make a lot of money hope you're doing it right
Because
don't want anything to stop no shawty you just too hot
For me me me baby by by by ooh
Girl your not the same, your in love with t-pain
And I cant play
of my city, what's the dealio?
[Hook: Cee]
Nah I wasn't aware
And that ain't even an excuse this year, I'm screamin' (don't you know)
Yeah, you needin'
adore me
Solo-lo-lo, solo-lo-lo
Don't tell me
You don't do it, uh
You don't like it, uh
When your hands get lost on your body
Who knows better, uh
What
carried by the chorus
You don't wanna see me in a bad mood
Y'all steady in the trash racoon
Never draw but ya loss right when
What I ink get under your skin
no more, what would it be
I don't know, I'd be zonin' sometime, must be the weed...
That's that shit
[Chorus to fade]
[Outro: Streetlife
sitting V Low
And you realize that you Cee lo
And you Lost me forever
Maybe I was wrong thinking you belong with me
I had better intention
Pedal on escape
in Venice
Dont use blunts when I roll my devil's lettuce
But shawty yeah she do
I bought a Backwood just for you, ooo
Smoking the green like Cee-lo
Influenced by Sicily, boss of this entity
By any means we goin' get green like CeeLo
Paid in full but never could be Rico
The world is yours
The world is yours
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