Let the sticky stuff take you even higher
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
Come see real niggas on my team
Its never dark cause were smoking that green
I dream of makin green/
Exclusives, y'all never seen
Thought police, your mind's not green.
Then keep your change like an oink machine
In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks
Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants
You an ugly nigga, cee lo green
And i put you on the team
Sticky fingers from pot of honey
A military mind mean money
People wonder why grass is green,
Be the king, that was part of my dream
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