Lyrics:
enough to give Deborah Patta 3rd degree burns
You’ll get your 3rd degree learn from the MaNuScirpt
I roll with a click of what 3 time a 3rd will equal
these hearts to good use
What if all hell breaks loose
We should be so lucky
So LUCKY, So LUCKY, my babe, she get me HIGH
3rd street, 3rd street, got
and give me me
Postman off in these streets
On day to day activities
Filling special delivery's
Call me Stax to the 3rd degree
Can't tell you what I'm finna
1st Salesman
Cash for the merchandise, cash for the button hooks
3rd Salesman
Cash for the cotton goods, cash for the hard goods
1st Salesman
then you know that i stay clean
My sister the same thing, she steppin in 3rd degree
With her brand new job she steppin with hurt feet
I dont plan
greedy with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor
with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor until
Says he's goin out to find blind spots and he'll do it
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped
Says he's goin out to find blind spots and he'll do it
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped
Never got why I'd be celebrated been giving the 3rd degree
This year all of them heard my speech
Happy birthday to me
Bled out on stages
Soaking it in
make it come den ima look at it
Holup girl I bring the 3rd leg to
She keep me away
Cuz she know wat I'm prepared to do
Suck a lot of dick cuz she good
nobody heard of me
I'm Chasing all the currency
Cut thru these beats like it's surgery
Flow give you a
3rd Degree Burn cause it's to hot
Grew up bumpin
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
I get burned
Hellfire, 3rd degree
When I fall I pray they rest with me
When my demons get the best of me
They just cut me open, Let me bleed
Just my
words like Ron Burgandy
Give these beats the 3rd degree
It occurs that musics just a church to me
And I'm losin Faith
And I'm losin Faith
And I'm losin
yo aim
Just know you'll have a 3rd degree
Put some respect on my name
I'm the newest vip
Put some respect on my name
I am the king of the game
No one
Loafanese
Skinny jeans got the hoes in these
No designer still got loaf in these
A nigga so hot like 3rd degree
Only the squad
My team so strong
money can’t make you slip
I’m saying pride makes you want to buy
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3rd Chorus: 2x (Poetic Lace)
MONEY AINT KING
Money can’t rule nothin, not enough sense
the door, throw the key
Bury me in debris
Burn me up 3rd degree
But to you it seems easy
It seems easy cause it's easy to me
I seem sleazy cause I'm sleazy
the 3rd degree
The 3rd to be urgen me, these niggas want to murbed me
They scared of the consequences comin' from my defenses
It ain't that expensive, have
slaw
Post up with my homies, downtown 3rd street, we be clowning at Von's
You might catch me in town for the Grand Prix, drinking brown at the bar
I'm
so fond of me
Few weeks later then done with me
The time is lining up perfectly
I'm heating up like 3rd degree
The block is hot
Cool him off? Probably
ain't nothing but a War Cry
In the trenches with my 3rd eye
I see u niggas
I got a whole militia
We will come and get ya
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
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