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Cee-Lo - Childz Play lyrics
feat. Ludacris [Cee-Lo] Come on Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still hot, I still got, you got me nigga I'm here, I'm there, cause I'm wrong, cause I'm right I can spit on anything, got plenty game, authentic My pen's sick, forensic, defends it, he wins it Again and a, again and a, again and a, again and a I'm the one, come see, lookey I, and come meet The young Cee, the one treats everything the sun seek I'm hollering, can't help, I'm hungry I cake rap, bake rap, sack rap, trap rap Same shoes, same shirt, the same work, the same jerk Claim hurt, the game hurt, my name work, it ain't work I'm fast, time fast, I'm first, I'm last Psychic, I knew you would like it, like this I write this, priceless, more then my right wrist Cock back, block track, the beat bleed, speak read Men eat weed, bead seed, I speed read, you need me To give it to you like you want it, I own it when I'm on it Maintain the same thing, nigga rap about the same game None left, shame shame, plain game, insaine When I rap things change, me and God, same thing Money's here, money fold, I'm young, money old Maybe look, cross hanging down to my tummy toes I know it, I'm a stop, I'm trying just like life Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man I'm impressed Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Little melody and a little drum All I really need to have a little fun Hush little one, l |
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