Lyrics:
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
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
drilling Me
Big body you niggas ain’t shit to me
This glock it shoot like lemon Squeeze
Hop out that car give him 3rd degree
Bitch ass nigga said he murdered
the hood and we blowing 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
niggas be hatin', i get money so they notice me
Burn a Nigga down with this chop like its 3rd degree
Tryna blow a nigga face off he can't get surgery
Pop
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
know they Heard of me
We burn shit to a 3rd degree
We put niggas like you in Surgery
We move it in and out with Urgency
Tell a bad bitch eat the dick
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
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
Mrs. put that shit on match my fly
Like a peeping Tom, Nigga all eyes
Got my 3rd leg at attention
No surprise
Prada candy got my spidery senses ringing
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins'
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
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
a friendship
Had a dozen of you, already loved you, I couldn't stop
Got on the metro stumbling to 3rd and Pine block
Hit the Micky D's, puked all over
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
a cookie blunt and a couple freaks (Woahh)
Smoke is always free (Huh?)
I'll take dat shit to the 3rd degree (What?)
And I don't give a fuck middle finger
the pussy aint cheap
I tell that bitch dick aint free
Bitch Im hot like 3rd degree
Talking bout she want surgery, send that bitch Columbia
I got the money up,
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
fuck what u thinkin play it's goin down
She face down ass up I'm sweatin 1 leg up
Goin for it 3rd round I'm layin da smackdown
Goin for it 6th round I'm
Bitch I'm screaming out red rum for real!
I'm trying to hit the pussy I be in that fucking field
Hollow points on it yea that be that 3rd degree
Don't say
wipe down
With the 45 pipe right now
Ima hogg for the currency
I'll burn you with the burner, nigga no 3rd degree
Bitch ass nigga is you learning me
her buy some groceries hit her til she thick cus she aint need to get no surgery i cant spend no time cause bitches burning niggas 3rd degree when they
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
put whoever in front of me
Me and my bitches so hot
We will walk in the party and look like a 3rd degree
I don't care bout a bitch who ain't heard of me
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