401 Degrees

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T-Banga

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Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, bitch
401 degrees, big banga, you know the f*ck Goin on yeah
Yeah, Motorola buzzin', in 05, I was 11
I was watchin' Street Legends, treat the Ghetto like it's heaven

Told my momma I'ma grind, cause I can't shine Up in the ghetto
You know it cost to be alive, shit, I can't die up In the ghetto
Ayy, how the f*ck a bitch I ever had gon' try to Make me mad
I just had my time with you, your new nigga Gon' spend a bag

You know I'm lit for life, I keep it P could never Go out sad
I come from the bottom of the bottom, where We never had
Dirty ghetto nigga, hit the shower, f*ck you on Your rag
Dirty ghetto bitch, eat that dick up, go and kiss Her man

Proud of my big homie, he was fucked up, he Was using sand
Now he done shook back, he doin' better, he a Better man
I come from the land, where it's a snake and he Might be your mans
I come the land, want a HP, you get it for a Band

I come from the land, when niggas lose, I got a Better plan
She can do whatever, I'm still gon' f*ck her When I get the chance
Who that B, that's him, that's how they be Whenever they see me
They know I run the game, I feel like Jordan with the three-peat

Been countin' so much chicken, it ain't shit to Flip a three-piece
Anytime I drop, they havin' T-Bang on repeat
Might move to ATL if they want bring back the Lil Freaknik
F*ck her like I'm goin' to jail, she swallow nut Like it's a sweet tea

They love it when you fail, but I prevail, I got The cheat sheet
Told my lil' nigga to dog them hoes, lil' bitch, that's my lil' BG

I got power in this bitch, I feel like Ghost

Yeah, punch her from the back, she grab the Ropes

I ain't flashy, but somehow I do the most

Forever ballin', I ain't never need a coach
Bitch, you thought I fell off, yeah, that's probably what you hoped, bitch

That's what you hoped, bitch

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