Lyrics:
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
purple drink
If I fall off again mayne, I'm runnin in the bank
You know I stay about that jacking, killing, robbing, and thugging
Whip ya head like cee-lo
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three card molly
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty,
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
somethin', word to Cee Lo
Bottles of Clicquot, a couple of Cristal
May head to L.A like I'm Chris Paul
Bout to go platinum off of "Missed Calls"
So all
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
the Lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
just
I sat at the Grammy’s and saw Justin
Timberlake and Cee-Lo lose
Gnarls Barkley and the
Future-Love "SexyBack" album
And bro…Justin I ain’t tryna
Put
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
cee-lo, or play a game of craps?
Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom
And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms
Tell her to throw it out
on your nose and your brain remain froze
So when you see me traveling on a spiritual high
I'm flying high with Cee-Lo
Or maybe watching my long's heart
Yeah Flipmode Squad
Yeah their ain't nothing iller
Busta Rhymes got another killer
Niggas be getting all in playing Cee Lo
We be getting money
through a whole army
The cee-lo rollers, money folders, sippin' Bolla, holdin' mad payola
Slangin' that coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake
close
Cuz' we shooting shots like freethrows
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon' count out them bands
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
the people
Stacking c-notes, pockets on Cee-lo
Umm, I'm killing 'em Mama - I'm talking hockey mask
I do it to death, swag on body bag
This beat is out
where it's nuttin but beats
Nuttin but cee-lo where pushers pay the dice off defeat
I got the Rove' out the shop, take the Chrysler off the street
Too
a guido, rollin' dice in the casino ('sino)
Three bad chicks rollin' trips, Cee-lo
What's done is done, ain't no comin' back
I'm ballin' like a bitch,
maneuver with the Ruger
Look, I gotta win
By any means, I'm a 7 or 11
Trip'-6 or a Cee-Lo
You ain't hear that from me though
My occupation's Operation "Get
half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed, "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo
Sai dov'è lo Swag
Giro in strada welcome to my endz
Solo con Vlone riesci a dire friends
Giro con Nat, Uan e Joe, beat by Sabian, tutti da Decks
Chiamo
[Cee-Lo]
Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Because some
traveling on a spiritual high
I'm flying high with Cee-Lo
Or maybe watching my long's heart dancing to a De La flow
Everybody knows there's no fruit
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