This is a song about "Lo"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

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

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Mira qué bonito lo,

This one right here for polo

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

All up in your motherfucking mouthheadbanger boogie

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though