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Put some fire on ass end of dat weed
in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed
Put some on that ass end of dat weed
in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed

Cuz' you know me me left hand dap
P funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window out son
A cool breeze got my lips chap mornin' some
Soul in my bread basket gap contain X marks the
Twain O.C. the cut

A of empty gas in my tank
A buck thirty lookin' think but it ain't gonna stop no show
Ol' burd puttin' a in you ear
It's gonna snow or perhaps sleet

Rap up the outside barely made it to your wake
Lookin' Mr. Fisher, dickie down no suit, no tie
Niggaz ain't gonna be to just get by no mo'
You the hotel 254

Today was to me
I to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill
Got that Fog out tha back paid tha man
Me and Khujo and T-Boo, jack lumbers on tha loose

Cut ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water
these figures around me be hollering New
Now what the fuck has this did for you
Complain, complain but Mr. ain't gon' change
Just ribb your ass up to gut your pockets out

I Bill put two G's up for some folks
That they found in they house up
And I don't discuss that color scheme that fall on
'Cuz tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my

See, I wonder I walk tha streets in 1995
And not have to make from 254
Uh, will please turn the lights on 166
I see where tha fuck I'm going
I can't do but get mad
I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my Goodie Bag

Without your shank you thank
Without your niggas you up the
Stank a ass fool of ore
Takin' what I say for what it's

It don't matter 'cuz how I might be triggered
From I had in the past
Now I struggle to reach the sky, why try so
If all I'ma get is on
'Cause life at the ain't hittin' on shit

But some of these folks is rich
I know mines, unwind, can't take at times going through
The same drama that got me here in this state of
Red-hot in the time

of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall
But we can still brawl nigga, I scared at all
I guess you don't know or can't see
it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly

But yet when nigga's feel they can deal
I split yo' ass up for real
'Cause we the maniacs the chunky Goodie sac's
So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low with the jax trax

Are being by Organo-i-z-e
Why we coolin' in the ain't gettin' paid
For chillin', illin' willin' to do I got to do
To come through speaker

Cee-Lo, he never come weaker
Uniquer than a lot of emcees out
Because I'm more than careful what I say
When I up a microphone it's on

Them better me alone, I'm in my zone
Prone to if you offer me a chance
Like it when them hoes can dance
I'll enhance the microphone it's in my grip, I do not slip

I can't my nigga's Jo, T-Mo and Gipp
Ha, ha, ha, well, Great Scott, is he a
It seems he has a mouth fulla gold teeth
I smile because your can't take the glare

But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my
And everybody stop and stare when we in the place
And I can get on the mic wit' no time to
Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you

And I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace
How you comprehend what I'm saying to you
And I'm the C, the E from the Goodie Mo Crew
I'm coming through, I'm comin' true, ooh I can't even

It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down wit nigga pop, pop, pop
And my nigga L and Bert P and my nigga Pretty Ken
You know he down me
We from Atlanta, G-A, that is we stay
I'm diggin' all in the Goodie Bag each 'n day
Ooh,

Put some fire on ass, end of dat weed
in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed
Put some on that ass, end of dat weed
'Cause in da red hots don't drip or bleed

Put some fire on ass, end of dat weed
'Cause in da swat's red hots don't or bleed
Put some fire on ass, end of dat weed
'Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or

Put some fire on that ass end of dat
'Cause in da swat's red hots don't or bleed
Put fire on that ass end of dat weed
'Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or