Lyrics:
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Bitches A Leo
You want smoke
I'm coming too
Yo peep hole
Getting green
Like that nigga Cee Lo
On the block
Watching out
For D's hoe
Yeah yeah
Buss down yo
below zero
Now I'm in the stu wit a coat like my name Cee Lo
Look
I'm looking at you and you looking at me, do the rest
Tell me you need sum to eat and we
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
Cee-lo green
My money all red, don't see no green
Meaningful tunes, I'll change your perception
Improving my craft till I reach perfection
Maybe one day
out we blow cash, act stupid
Made an empire off cee-lo & some twoonies
Gucci Tees & Louis Denim
Even in the Mecca threw a cheque up in em' (I throw
my joy inside the evil
I'm outside the church it's cee lo dices
Four, five, sixes, ignorant
Intelligently eager
Dropping dope inside the beaker
Mix
Doing all that time
Free King Jeo
Shooting Cee-lo and
Reading books with Rio
Sharpen my mental just
To count by the kilo
Damn, Running out of ink
You know
cee lo
Cant do this twice
How do you feel bro
Still wasted
Screaming out
Your bitch is basic
Mines ten ten
Friday I'm some how pissed up
Acting ten men
sleeper
Hold I'm on a roll like
Cee lo New Jack
Cities like (um) Nino
I be low (um) down
And dirty yet nerdy
(Um) Freeze you like Slurpee
Work the crowds
five, six times crack his Cee-Lo
Yeah, ayy
(Shu-shu-shut the fuck up) Yeah, ayy
It's like a blast from the past, watch 'em gasp in amazement
Too
but I don't mean George
Fake the funk and end up in a morgue
But no, not me, no way, home slice
And when I play cee-lo I use my own dice
On the down
Tazmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by
a street Aristotel
It's policticians, catholics and christians
Kids who don't listen, on Riker's pissin
Life, can't play Cee-Lo with two dice
(Hah)
Cee-lo gains, bank was stopped
I throw trips, take the pot
(Ha ha haha) ha, I'm on top
You ain't gon' take my spot (Never)
I bet all of this paper
paths on a search to be free
Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee
Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-be
Cee-Lo's verse on "Thought Process"
Decisions to make
Verse 3: Khujo, Cee-Lo
Legalise the dope and make paper
Think it's time to pull another caper
outta my bag of tricks
These niggas ain't
Cause I don't want my mom so sick like Ne-Yo
My sister found Nemo, I found some old Premo
Tell Big I love the do' but
I ain't never rolled cee-lo
Leimert
This is the early evening edition of the news.
The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing
section of the Civil
up all my clips and put one in the head
I can't have no niggas with me playin' killer, but really scared
I'm talkin' 'bout dice game, cee-lo with big
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
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
sexy hooked up by Becky true to the dice not new to the dice sexy
Dropped me off 456 Ci Lo Blvd. right after she blew on the dice.
123rd
the lowest
And usually the lowest scores the poorest
And they look like me
And every day on the evening news
They feed you fear for free and you so numb
You
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