Lyrics:
on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for the first same time
Them
a pedigree
Scorpio in my chemistry, gemini is my felony
Back to rapping that 3rd degree, killing niggas with no degree
Literally I mean no degree, sweeting
responsible for all this"
He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him
<<<<<<<<<3rd
Rubber band on rubber band who got the budget
Coming to you live from the 3rd got her ass looking light
Did you lie won't you twerk it's my California
a jelly roll, ask that killa Lil Bland
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n the land
Commin' up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please
Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your
I've got Slide Away
Move Away Like Express Mail
My Imagination Surprise You
Like The New York City Subway
3rd Rail
One Half Missing
Three Third's
already, 3rd ass was heavy
"Nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas, and his man, ready?"
Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes
Ran through them
Hot as fucking mercury
Flying over 3rd degree uh
cint no black belt this more a burgundy
Like the blood on leaves or the trees when I murder
and the "rappers" are in quotes
If I had me a degree, this a 3rd degree at most
I specialize in burnin all these beats into a roast
I'm the mastermind of mine, ain't
to come down
Yeah, playa worldwide 3rd coast all day
Mississippi wheel connected everywhere
Mind 4eva N a Day, forever how forever anyway
You know how
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
the 3rd degree
Got no religion but niggas convert to me
And the decisions to kill 'em and keep the peace
But want beef I could bring delivery
They be acting
"The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference
To seemingly give up everything you have
Is this what it is to give up a dream
I love you and gave you my everything
From 3rd grade street games
To real pads
and sittin' and layin' in line
First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin'
And get saved for the 3rd time this week
A bowl of soup
it all without a drama
After you just said you wanna be a momma
Maybe you forgot to say not with me
Cause you knew you were gon face a 3rd degree
You
fold it (uh-huh) check my resume
I'm like H&R Block when I rock
Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn
When I earn airtime like
Safety off, for my safety on my piece,
Paid all this money to not use my degree,
They mean to kill us and they get 3rd degree,
Need a vacay paradise
Hopped in da coupe switch lanes swerve da V (Skurrt skurrt!)
Ice on da wrist like I did surgery (Surgery, Bling blaow!)
Flamming these tracks to the 3rd
thing on lock (On lock) and nobody else got the key (Got the key)
And you know that I bring the heat (The heat), so beware of that 3rd degree (3rd degree
Awakening wonder
(Repeat Chorus after second verse, then go down to 3rd verse)
(Repeat Chorus after third verse)
Once I met a man who knew where he was
n if you died would u be proud
I wasted plenty of time, was losing my mind
I shoulda been grindin
But since I been home from jail
This 3rd time around
the casino
My bitch big headed i’m a 3rd shotta
She get wavy, crack baby like the 80’s
Working out every night up in the city
My bitch she got me feeling
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