Lyrics:
never ever thought I'd to have resort to drug smuggling
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-lo will just continue traveling his route without any doubt
Life
Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job
So I resort to violent robberies, my life is
ever thought I'd to have resort to drug smuggling
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-Lo will just continue traveling his route without any doubt
of the winter resorts
Paradise doesn't compare: all the nice people are there
They come there from everywhere
Just to revel with Mister Devil
Nothing on his
the shit you bought
And fuck you, movin' is my last resort
You see nine outta ten nigga, ain't shit
One outta five niggas suck a dick
Ya mad at me, too
cash should be the last resort so make it last for the risk you took
Trick, you shook your ass for some hundred dollar heels and a designer bag
Now
prodigy
Make you have to use your last resort and pull a robbery
Pride be the reason for the family dichotomy
Got uncles and some aunties that's too
lose
Just left the odd man holding
These late John Garfield blues.
I'm going away to the last resort
In a week or two real soon
Where the fish don't
the palm tree shade
Standard island beach resort cliche
Hey, but that's ok.
Laid back n' low key
You an me on that white powdered beach
Side by side with
To throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't
pain (what?)
All I feel is rain (what?)
How can I maintain (what?)
With mad shit on my brain? (What?)
I resort to violence (what?)
My niggas move in
yourself
Guess she thought I would be the perfect resort
Because we've had this inexplicable connection since our youth
And yes, they're in shock
They
the palm tree shade
Standard Island beach Resort cliche, hey, but thats okay
Were laid back in Low Key, you and me on that white powered beach
Side by
on a island resort
No need to pack luggage, hope on the jet like "fuck it"
I got everything you want and you need, I guarantee you'll love it
She the baddest
champagne
Making love on a island resort
No need to pack luggage, hope on the jet like "fuck it"
I got everything you want and you need, I guarantee you'll
her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she
resort to insanity
Head bang on the glass, call it window pain
Jumping out the window tryna’ get my frame through the frame
Close range; when he point,
When you gotta go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but my passion is
To smash anyone rappin' without havin' to slap him
Believe
the rumble
Streets are like a jungle, can't let my cipher crumble
Vivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledge
They kick garbage, lust for chicks
port
Now at last we'll get to grips with
The things they never equip ships with
We have sailed into our last resort
There's no gold mine in the new
flowin' on a positive trip
All nubians is welcome, male and female
I, wouldn't resort, to askin' for a passport
Love vibes rule so your black face is
the call to arms, release the captive heart
Time's keeper clouds the skyline on the last resort
Wheels keep spinning round and round
Years keep spinning
yourself
Guess she thought I would be the perfect resort
Because we've had this inexplicable connection since our youth
And yes, they're in shock
They
So play your fuckin' job
Educated and black I will resort to rob
See why in the muthafuck
Do niggas be acting up
Do they want me to grab my
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