Lyrics:
Headcrack, time to get the bread!
I rolled on every cee-lo corner that I know inside the city
Kiddies, I got a fat mitt in my pocket lookin pretty
So who
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Fuck
of Cristal Brothers
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
Carolyn!
[Cee:] Yeah what?
[Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a hook at the end of the song
[Cee:] Oh you mean one at the end of the song?
[Pain:]
out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
dollar bill, got that London Fog out the back paid the man
Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers
On the loose, cut your ass Lo like Cee
Be under
Like a game a cee-lo
Fulfilling your dreams on the
Streets like nino
Brown, the whole town be shook up
And me and momma surviving depends on how
Many
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
on bottles with funny names, holla holla
Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain
and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang
[Cee-Lo]
Listen here
feel like I can sell dope
We can play tonk 2 dice or cee-lo
They like you back in yo bag know these niggas mad
Im back in bag and I ain't tryna brag
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
shootin' Cee-lo
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavy
Now you glamorous, I'm out your element
I'm too
J. Lo
Philly gettin closer
Stuntin' like I'm supposed to
Stop me ?
Philly gettin closer
Stuntin' like I'm supposed to
Stop me ?
When you make it
n'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants to be
Is left uppa to me, and my momma nem told me
[Cee-Lo]
No, nooo,
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
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
Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used as shootin' targets soon
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
I was swellin
Hangin out on the corner playin cee-lo, rollin for half a kilo
Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin below
Yeah, straight gettin fortunate,
A friend indeed feeling like Cee Lo Green
Middle finger in the sky
Meditate and let it ride
Rock-a-bye beddy-bye a friend indeed
More than jimming
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
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
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