Correction Lyrics CEE CEE by Maxo Kream

Featuring(s) : Monaleo

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Lyrics

[Intro: Maxo Kream]
Break it up, huh
Make it up, huh
Fill it up
Maxo, Maxo

[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
One, two, Dior my shoe (My shoe)
Double C, my Crip Chanel (Chanel)
Money blue like carbon blue (Carbon blue)
Talkin' blue like Blu Cantrell (Goddamn)
Fishscale make a sell, no scale (Scale)
Send the bail like, "You got mail" (Vroom)
We could link like URL (Where you at?)
Lookin' like 12, I can tell he a tell

[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Nigga air soft like a pellet (Pellet)
Fuck a nigga ho, he jealous (He jealous)
Smoke in thе air, I could smell it (What's that?)
If it's up then it's stuck, inhale it (Inhalе it)
Wrappin' up packs like a deli (Uh-huh)
Huh, machine gun on me, no Kelly (Okay)
Huh, R&B singer, Beyoncé diva
Don't do the back up like Kelly (Hey)

[Verse 2: Monaleo]
I, I got Chanel on the shoes, the bag, the glasses (Uh-huh)
He thought he was he was hard, we turned him to ashes (What?)
We lay 'em down on they back and they asses
And it's goin' down like a wink, no lashes
Drop a bag on your head, write it off on my taxes (Uh-huh)
These, these niggas fake than a bitch, they plastic (Huh)
My niggas pull up in hoods, smellin' like Creed, they movin' just like assassins
Aye-aye, we walkin' straight in the club, no pat downs (Uh-huh)
Big dog, bitch, you hoes better back down (Huh)
Can't cuff a nigga 'cause they gettin' passed down
That nigga fucked, caught him with his pants down
Call up Rihanna 'cause we got a man down
He not runnin' plays, he just gettin' ran down (Uh-huh)
I used to couldn't do it, but nigga, I can now (Uh-huh)
I am that bitch but I feel like the man now

[Verse 3: Maxo Kream]
Never been a punk, fight for the bottom bunk
Go to jail, you can ask my celly (Get up, bitch)
Choppas on deck, and I walk down shit
Like DMX in Belly (Woah, woah)
Country in my grammar like Nelly (Like Nelly)
Pops locked up like Melly (Like Melly)
Free my old man out the celly (Out the celly)
Handicap Crip tattoo cost a milli (Crip)
Fuck a red ho, make her rub my belly
I rob, don't steal, that thief shit petty
Take a box like Craig, move pounds like Jenny
I don't chase no ho, I don't chase my Henny
Keep my hand on the semi when I ride through the city
Shoot a Glock at the opps 'til the cops come get me
Persona money gang (Maxo, Maxo), for Money Du (Maxo, goddamn)
Let me show you what that money do

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