This is a song about "Lo"

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Mira qué bonito lo,

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green