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Blowing dro in the wind
Like I'm Trick and Cee-Lo
I was walking down the path
By my lonely
4-4 on me
So please don't approach
If you don't
it's vevo
Nigga stop the flexing she a b hoe
All my money green nigga cee lo
Yeah I gotta bitch singing like she cee lo
I can't fuck with her she
them "ZKs"
Rambo knife by the name of "Ramz"
We say "cash, Ps, racks, Gs", we don't really call them "bands"
In L.A, it's Escalades, in the ends, it's
Cee-lo, we know
I'm sitting on leather, I'm a winner
If I crap out the strap out
Cause I snap right back to the beginning
Nigga
You know I will let
a thick script
Waitin' on a revolution, hope I get a big tip
Smoking on Cee-Lo Green, lighting up a big gift
Every bud get nipped, life is so vibrant
of Vernon, my man Big L.E.s
Big Cee-Lo from the Dime, Shawn Penn, the 40 Busters
My crew the shorty busters, the 41st side of Vernon posse
The Goodfellas,
of Vernon, my man Big L.E.S
Big Cee-Lo from the Dime, Shawn Penn, the 40 Busters
My crew the shorty busters, the 41st side of Vernon posse
The Goodfellas,
face, go get back, you busy crying and shit
Want to be gangster in your 20's, got popped for trying the shit
I lead by example, practice what I preach
knife, I'm a machete
That's made by Ginsu, wait until when you
Try to front, so I can chop into
Your body, just because you try to be basing
Friday
way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play cee-lo and craps
And break niggas
like is this shit that my peoples' on
Molecules, Cee-Low, Smash, Dres and my nigga Lawnge
Now I kick the titles Black Sheep, the Legion
Yeah, you
knife, I'm a machete
That's made by Ginsu, wait until when you
Try to front, so I can chop into
Your body, just because you try to be basing
Friday
you tell? That she wants my niño
New Moschino (check), I'll take that I'm DeeBo (gimme that)
Golden boy, I'll hop out like I'm Cee-Lo (yes!)
Pardon
sellin' crack be
Say what up to my neighbourhood dealers
Niggas rollin' cee-lo, local car stealers
Narcs cruisin' by
They wanna lock us on the way
No eye
glistening
Heard she from the deep
Literally, metaphysically
Every time she see me she like
("Tio, Tio") crazy for the green just like
(Cee-Lo, Cee-Lo)
I'm
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban
Roll upon me thirstin' like: Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant
We roll longer than dice in a casino
Cee-lo in
specimens,
That's some real life Jazz,
If you can't get down with it, you can scroll right past,
Walk right by, promise there's not a fucking rapper around who
Cuban Linx and kilos
We might get the rico
Pull up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four five in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying
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
Colombians (Uh)
'Cause eighty grams was missin'
Listen, had to change my position
From wantin' to be large to
Head niggas in charge
My garage, call it Cee-Lo
like I'm Cee Lo
Hangin' out with Kilo kish
Smokin' on that Keisha i'ma need that visa
I'm working on everything that
I'm touching man i'm bussin' two
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
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