Lyrics:
at me they better come right (You heard me?)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
hungry, I ain't worked for days
That's why you see the pump when the curtains raise
Blast! Don't panic
Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock the rapgame
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:]
Stank
I Shoot Dice
I Smoke Dank
I Cee-Lo
In My Bank
Is Ben Frank
What the beans do
What the lean do
What the coke do
You can toot your nose too
Hear yo
to know one
I shine like the sun
In pitch black night
In a crowd playing cee lo
I'm so all alone
So they tell me
That Life is bliss
And Life what you make
spades, Cee-lo, craps
We shooting pool at the Luda-plex, I slap a hundred on the table
Just to see if any fools want to do it next
I got games galore, I
don't fool me, she'll take you (you don't fool me) break you (you don't fool me) and break you
Sooner or later you'll be playing by her rules
Baby you
that it is some ol' real niggaz
Chorus: Cee-Lo (repeat 2X)
Whether you slang 'caine, or you gang-bang
or work a nine to five, just tryin
don't fool me, she'll take you (you don't fool me) break you (you don't fool me) and break you
Sooner or later you'll be playing by her rules
Baby you
when the time for action
Shell gun click out my back and
Cee-Lo he strapped with a Mac-10
[Hook]
Something for you haters... (and imitators)
Something
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
have mercy on the SWAT's
[Chorus - Joi & Cee-Lo]
Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that
Lord have mercy on the SWAT's
[Chorus - Joi & Cee-Lo]
Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them
GET A COUPLE
HUNDRED THOUSAND VIEWS
IF YOU FUCK WIT CEE
PUT SOME RESPECT ON MY STREAMS
I BEEN ROUTING FOR Y'ALL
I HOPE YOU ROUTING FOR ME
AND IF NOT,
the cee-lo champs
You know the steelo
Paper with eagles I made off
Of trade that's illegal
Headcrack, packin' the paper
Stackin's the motive my glow golden
I’ll shoot a nigga in some Cee-Lo
I’ll put your wifey in a trio
And I can’t lie, it stroked my ego
And they done got me back in beast mode
I got some
know we sub zero
Ask your baby bro he say I'm his hero
Fat bankroll you think we play Cee Lo
My mama can't prepare me
Man it's unpreparable
Cross brick
at me they better come right (You heard me?)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Cool
Been out here tryna reach the impossible
Got a lot on my plate like Cee Lo
Sweet one in cargos, Kim Possible
But I'm stuck on my green like
I be getting cash but you know it aint green though
And you know we up cause' I'm tweaking off a bean ho
And I'm getting blue no green like Cee-lo
me, you don't fool me
(She'll take you and break you
And break you)
You don't fool me, You don't fool me
(Sooner or later
You'll be playing by her
"Ladies and gentleman
May I introduce to you
Who? Ceeeeeee Lo Green!"
"What's up guys, how you doin'?"
"What do you want for Christmas, Cee Lo?"
"For
He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green
But you can just call him the soul machine
He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green
But you can just call him the soul machine
He's
[Intro: Cee]
Yeah, it’s Big Cee, bitch!
With Notion, kid
Yeah and iLLvibe, man
Yo it's nothing to me, and so it's nothing to you
I'll give you
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