This is a song about "Lo"

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

One time for the 305, though

Mira qué bonito lo,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo