Lyrics:
gets pissed
Like a preacher at work when she hurt I'll heal her
I'll leap, you sleep, and believe I steal her
My mama used to say "Be a ladies man"
I
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
When we on road, we just kill shit
When we on go, hit the kill switch
When we on road, we just kill shit
When we on go, hit the kill switch
Me and my
cee-lo, or play a game of craps?
Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom
And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms
Tell her to throw it out
the tiger in my system wit a plate of shrimp
Garlic scampi and dessert I'm eating off her hip
Don't gimme lip I ain't the one I'll flip you upside down
So you
the Lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
break it down
Ayo, Ayo
Fuck You like Cee Lo, buck it then I reload
Sippin' Pellegrino
Shoot this shit like Tarantino
(break it down)
In the cut like Lilo
SHE WcNNc WINE cND DINE,
TOLD HER PcRK THcT OFF,
COS TONIGHT McN cINT ON THcT TYPE OF TIME,
COS McN HcVE FI HIT THcT STUD,
cND McN HcVE FI DIcL UP
'cause your mom is a hoe
I'll have her bendin' over backwards in
Front of you and your bros
I'm the worlds strongest creature
So to you, I'm the goat
Try
maneuver with the Ruger
Look, I gotta win
By any means, I'm a 7 or 11
Trip'-6 or a Cee-Lo
You ain't hear that from me though
My occupation's Operation "Get
Hook:2x
I’m from the hill these niggas snakes I know how it is
These snakes up in my back they only round to catch a kill (Man What, Bitch What) I
chanel when I'm leaving the place,
One too many worries you put on my plate,
Choose the location I'll at you later,
You know I score more points than
no pink toe
Eastside bitch went to Rinfroe
Westside bitch 'cuz the headstrong
South side bitch got good throat
I'll fuck her, I'll fuck her kinfolk
bitch I just pull up and poke her
Grew up playing cee-lo I don't play no poker
We keep us some za, you can tell by the odor
You can get you a bag, just
the people
Stacking c-notes, pockets on Cee-lo
Umm, I'm killing 'em Mama - I'm talking hockey mask
I do it to death, swag on body bag
This beat is out
the thoughts of a child her arrival
Into womanhood was heemed up by her survival
Now she 25, barely grown out her own
Doin' whatever it takes strippin', workin'
Cee-Lo Green (Sugar Lo)
Twista, it gets no better baby!
[Chorus: x2]
Hey, you a trapper's delight
You're an actor's delight, you a rapper's delight
it, keep it on the low, L-O W
Said keep it on the low, L-O W
Ski, ski, ski ski Mask be messy
Leavin' cumstains on her dresses
No sex, bitch I only want
bout cheese
Like I make some racks
Spend it then I make it back
Yeah man said I'll make it back
Came home, scared to check his phone
Debts
I might kill myself
I know it's just a song
Still think I might kill myself
But when you ask me what is wrong
I'll tell you it's just a song
And I
cee-lo
You see me well you jus smile you know we on the le-low
I'm whippin thru the town like we boilin up a kilo
Huh, I'm tryna dip up in the tele
Dip
I didn't kill this bitch, man, she did it herself Get out my face officer, or I'll remove you
myself I didn't kill this bitch, man, she did it
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
the studio (I kill them)
Rappers leave these beats amused with that red nose (They are clowns)
Effortless, that’s how I do it, sipping up the Five Roses (Let
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