Lyrics:
fuck him
I don't play, real quick I'll zip him
In the car, it's just me and Cee Bo 'nem
In the van, that's Babyjoe 'nem
(Brrrr-a-caca) what the fuck
holla at a lady boy
It's hard not to kill niggas
It's like an everyday job not to kill niggas
(I'll kill)
Niggas you better know that
It's hard not
LORD LAEL Ft. CEE KNOWLEDGE
JM’s VERSE 1:
Rappers nowadays are puppets
Whining on the record like Elmo
Ticklish on gun subjects
Lord rocking
Yeah Flipmode Squad
Yeah their ain't nothing iller
Busta Rhymes got another killer
Niggas be getting all in playing Cee Lo
We be getting money
like I'm Cee-Lo
Saw visions of the future
I was named after prophets
Born for big things
Ion focus on profit
Have a knack for the ring
Make a hit n then
got it made,
If Jesus payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card marley,
Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue
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
Well hey, you know that lady on the top floor of my buildin'?
The heavyset one with about ten children?
You may remember her as a slim honey
when
Skee
Yeah, nigga, err, err
Yeah, phew, phew
Nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah
Nigga gettin' to that green just like Cee-Lo
Nigga, I'm a smooth-ass
to kill with a smoking gun (with a smoking gun)
Yo Shawty is courageous
Going through the stages
Of where her body is more mature
Than her age is
Far
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
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
lectar
If you ain't real can't stand in my sector
Can't take a joke get sprayed by the heckler
See a bad B on site I detect her
She a lil honey imma taste
Breezy
Certified G like I’m Eazy
I can do this eyes closed, Jordan at the free throw
Do it for my bros, for that green, for that Cee Lo
I can't have no hoe
to kill with a smoking gun (with a smoking gun)
Yo Shawty is courageous
Going through the stages
Of where her body is more mature
Than her age is
Far
close
Cuz' we shooting shots like freethrows
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon' count out them bands
on that easel
Got the gas in the whip but this ain't sour diesel
Every day is Friday I hit you with that Deebo
Blunt as fat as Cee Lo, rolling up on my
[Cee-Lo]
Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Because some
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green
How do you do? Welcome
I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
Look in the chat and I see no peace
Then I figured out that they feed off me
So I forget you like I'm Cee Lo Green
I just wanna play 3 on 3
But it really
a banana split
Drugs in my veins
Shit helps the pain
Now sit right here
Tell Dr. Ro$e your name
I'll tell you my game
How I can kill
You in different ways
Minamoto, we’re the Varia
We kill shit, kill shit
Catch you lackin hit your kill switch
Niggas do a lot of talk
But never kill shit, kill shit
the Jetta
Got her all fed up
They love it when I'm down
Now I'm big and better
2020 vision
That's the year I got it setup
Kill her from the back
Then I gotta
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