Lyrics:
Created The World By The Word)
Agbara Re Ma Lole Se’ Un Gbogbo
(Only Your Power, Can Do All Things)
Sebi’ Wo Lo Rin Lori’ Ji
(You Are The One Who Thread
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
the cash
Rap math
Back to back
Add one
And play that back
Yeah
I keep Green by the Cee-Lo
Nobody work harder than me though
Just smoked me a blunt but I need
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm
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****
can party in the streets
(Cee-Lo)
Well, I don't know about you
But we all trying to play dumb
But don't you worry about me
I promise you we gonna
it's up to you
It's never up to me though
She tighter than a Speedo
Got a feeling that I'm being used
So, fuck you just like Cee Lo
It's never up to me,
this clear
I don't know what you heard, heard, heard
I do not know what you heard
Fresh be the way and the word
They just be talking bout killing
They
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
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
That's not what winners do, no
You already know how T go
We the only winners that we know
Feeling real honorable, C Note
Covered in green like Cee-Lo
height
Losin G's in cee-lo
I never sweat it; cause my connect got kilos
My bank, two thou that's what's in it
Rollin cee-lo, headcrack makin G's in
You have the emergence in human society
Of this thing that's called the State
What is the State?
The State is this organized bureaucracy
It is
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
Guantonimo, maybe, I don't know
In your soul like Cee-Lo in Montego
We're Sia so sianara, we're siamese
I'm a Gemini, you Capricorn so best believe
I've been in
loswet
No I stay high like my profit I’m growing
I’m About to fuck you like I’m cee Lo Bastards prophesied the marvel from
The d low
All your busters
Now I stay high like my profit I’m growing
I’m About to fuck you like I’m cee Lo Bastards prophesied the marvel from
The d low
All your busters wanna
dice, fuckin' three hoes, no cee-lo (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Drop top (where you at?), Abu Dhabi (iced out)
AP, woah, ke-mo sah-bee (woah)
Head game fire, she
make me nervous
This 4-4 auto mat
you don't deserve this shit
Kids either don't make me make you a believa
I do a lotta talkin I speak wit the heater
[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
show what he gon' do to me
In the stu, we 8 floors up, I don't give a fuck, shit, it just me and cee
And we see you niggas hating but we don't give
pack ya track and do 5 flat in your Dodge son
Now let my canine backtrack the copy-cat
Your night life is up, so what you had, you gotta sound track
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
hate on me
Can't wait on P, Hiro and G
The gold standard Filipino team
Been going crazy like Cee Lo Green
Quarantine, you were serpentine
Played me
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