Bas - Ceelo With the G’s
Ceelo with the G's
Put the paper down, rake the leaves
Pistol or the weed
Nigga, break it down, pick the seeds
Fiend, roll a swisher please
No promethazine, got amphetamines
Got me on a devil in
Sahara to the Gobi, niggas know me to be hot as water
Say, "Trust me, he flows"
Not living for tomorrow, got no time to borrow
Bitch, I rep my burrow
Yeah, trust me, Queens know
Fuck a knight in shining armor, play for team No Daughters
What this game has done taught us is, "trust me, she blows"
Stop making demands, bitch, stay in your pocket
She eyeing my grands, bitch, stay out my pocket
She eyeing my man, go ahead, bitch, rock it
We get it and split it, I never could knock it
I look at the bar and I bet I could top it
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Ceelo with the G's
Put the paper down, rake the leaves
Pistol or the weed
Nigga, break it down, pick the seeds
Fiend, roll a swisher please
'Cause the monkey give me epiphany
When hoes try to play me like Pippen did
Like Mighty Kong, show me finer homes
And designer stones, I want Tiffany's
Told her find a cologne, I know I'm kind of stoned
No trick, bitch, you can't get with me
'Cause I found my zone, had to put an uniform, had to fend for me
I seldom see myself in dreams
I live this shit, no issues with my self-esteem
Tunnel vision, hear every station
Your television, I failed to mention
Frail attention to the school, dog
Failed attention, that rude boy
Fire lit by my crew, boy, to acquire shit that I do, boy
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Fall back or pass through
Matter fact, that nigga that passed, you was asked, too
Son, we gonna last like tattoos
Hoe nigga get a glass shoe, why?
You can try it, but you can't high tie it
That shit weak and you can't fight fire
I've been wired for days, out in London town
I just lock shit down but I ain't got priors
Feeling like the best, nigga, ain't that biased?
Fuck, try it, straight to the head but I ain't gonna buy this
From the ground up to them telephone wires
I hold down my city since Boys on Da Block
They gave me the key, I done blown all the locks
Called a committee, Queens in this bitch
I hit all the spots, I brought all the women
Never been petty, don't got the time to be harboring envy
I'm Fendi with mine
Gucci, bitch, I got the plug, I got whatever you need, but I ain't got no love
Got something to say? I don't hear it, I can't understand
Your chatter don't make it across the Atlantic and I'm out in Europe
I'm with all my niggas, I never take this shit for granted
The cards have been handed, deuces is wild
Deuces is power, deuces like two hundred twenty thou
Deuces for love, cut it for deuces, I'm out
I'm out
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Put the paper down, rake the leaves
Pistol or the weed
Nigga, break it down, pick the seeds
Fiend, roll a swisher please
No promethazine, got amphetamines
Got me on a devil in
Sahara to the Gobi, niggas know me to be hot as water
Say, "Trust me, he flows"
Not living for tomorrow, got no time to borrow
Bitch, I rep my burrow
Yeah, trust me, Queens know
Fuck a knight in shining armor, play for team No Daughters
What this game has done taught us is, "trust me, she blows"
Stop making demands, bitch, stay in your pocket
She eyeing my grands, bitch, stay out my pocket
She eyeing my man, go ahead, bitch, rock it
We get it and split it, I never could knock it
I look at the bar and I bet I could top it
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Ceelo with the G's
Put the paper down, rake the leaves
Pistol or the weed
Nigga, break it down, pick the seeds
Fiend, roll a swisher please
'Cause the monkey give me epiphany
When hoes try to play me like Pippen did
Like Mighty Kong, show me finer homes
And designer stones, I want Tiffany's
Told her find a cologne, I know I'm kind of stoned
No trick, bitch, you can't get with me
'Cause I found my zone, had to put an uniform, had to fend for me
I seldom see myself in dreams
I live this shit, no issues with my self-esteem
Tunnel vision, hear every station
Your television, I failed to mention
Frail attention to the school, dog
Failed attention, that rude boy
Fire lit by my crew, boy, to acquire shit that I do, boy
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Hundred racks just to drive off a lot, though
Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes
20 racks at retail, isn't it?
'Cause the devil's in the details, isn't?
Fall back or pass through
Matter fact, that nigga that passed, you was asked, too
Son, we gonna last like tattoos
Hoe nigga get a glass shoe, why?
You can try it, but you can't high tie it
That shit weak and you can't fight fire
I've been wired for days, out in London town
I just lock shit down but I ain't got priors
Feeling like the best, nigga, ain't that biased?
Fuck, try it, straight to the head but I ain't gonna buy this
From the ground up to them telephone wires
I hold down my city since Boys on Da Block
They gave me the key, I done blown all the locks
Called a committee, Queens in this bitch
I hit all the spots, I brought all the women
Never been petty, don't got the time to be harboring envy
I'm Fendi with mine
Gucci, bitch, I got the plug, I got whatever you need, but I ain't got no love
Got something to say? I don't hear it, I can't understand
Your chatter don't make it across the Atlantic and I'm out in Europe
I'm with all my niggas, I never take this shit for granted
The cards have been handed, deuces is wild
Deuces is power, deuces like two hundred twenty thou
Deuces for love, cut it for deuces, I'm out
I'm out
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