Lyrics:
that work without no CV yeah
Why they trying to press me like it's TV yeah
Gotta keep a strap ain't trying to catch a 3rd degree yeah
Tweaking off that
in
Maybach 14 bitches want the whole team
Certainly heard of me bet drop
Burgany ice on 3rd degree sure to be
Hottest on the block and I
Game on lock
thing I have is my honesty
I know I'm more honest than everybody
cnd not just when the mics on me
cnd I'm spitting fire till its 3rd degree
So I use my
southside, you can tell by the parlor
Give it a good look cuz' there'll never be another
Hoes, a hundred spokes, what you expect?
Trust me, money can't buy
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
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
niggas wanna play me
I got 100 rounds with no safety
Try me i shoot on yo ass like i'm KD
My neck in the 3rd dimension
And my bitch super bad need
Don't assume because I'm on my 3rd cake
Everyday my birthday
Just because I rock a ski don't mean Im a robba
I got my degree but I didn't get it outta
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
So I'm sittin right here now man
It's June 3rd haha, 2:08 AM
Nigga I won't say win, lose or draw
Man we congratulate you already homie
My mind is in focus when I walk, walk through that door.
CHORUS
1st degree! 2nd degree! 3rd degree! Score!
My life begins anew each day. Karate!
No
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
to the 3rd degree
Murder to the 4th degree
(Go)
Locked me up inside a cell Orange don't look good to me I say I'm happy physically
But I'm way to dead
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
rest in peace/Please?! Yall gatta forgive me for all my past years/all my doubts and my struggles wit all my past fears/felt like a prisoner on his 3rd
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 Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference
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
and a blue sea
Walking on the beach bare feet with a
Drink poured out like a true g
Humbled internally better bill suttin
Burn it up to the 3rd degree
It's
gotta get it gotta put in work to find a way
Yea, imma switch it up for the 3rd verse
Hollup
Now this for the ones in class taking notes on lectures
with me
How can you not love khris
Until u bring that 3rd degree
Damn you on third degree
Book smart and you in these streets
How can they not respect
Class, 3rd eye degree
20/20 Vision too clear
Queen in the building
Yea you know I'm here, Wussup
I fein for, Your body
Excuse me, I'm being naughty
You
got you but it won't get me
He's in a little demon to the 3rd degree,
Mo drugs, White thugs and wanna be's,
Soldiers of the burbs all guilty see,
come and try me i burn yo ass to the 3rd degree.. i ain’t showing niggas shit let em think they just ahead of me.. try to take something thats mine get
the reason I like to smoke
Pimp C, Big Hawk
Mellow steep my fallen soldiers
Butterscotch my spinal cord, pop the trunk
Still fallin' over
3rd Ward, 5th Ward, ,
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