Lyrics:
crazy bitch so don't tempt me
Gon fuck around and convince me
To make a bitch hit his knees
And burn his ass with that 3rd degree
Ima demon bitch
I'm
ages nothing interests me.
I`ll ring another number, make sure it`s a she.
Here we go again, I`ll give it 3rd degree.
No hard feelings oh yes I`m sure
You not dealing with kids
You ffff with real gangsta
Don't mess unless
You want to suffer the consequences
Don't make me catch 3rd degree
I don't want
a thirty-shot in my Impala
I'm a 3rd bred Bankhead, Roll Park scholar
From a house with no father, school - why bother?
That's why I call myself the King
I need it 1 time, 1 time for whatever
2 times 2 time if you together
A 3rd time make it hard for me to see
My friends like who is she to you, i be
for eternity
Roll a spliff and
Let that s**t burn to the 3rd degree
Yeah if you go now
My heart might need surgery, so
Don't murder me, just work with
bridge up to the 3rd degree
My heart needed surgery
And I just had myself
I'm so fucking stubborn I could never ask for help
Always gon' pull through
Do it
my tokens, Chuck E cheese
All this shit from grindin' and hard work
It ain't luckily
I'm too 3rd Wall, wide open, lay up
I'll still shoot the three
the 3rd Ward, Callio', and I'ma represent it
You don't know me? You better stay out of my business
cause I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee
mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
Dem no won fuck with us
4 what I believe I will die
Dem no won fuck with us
If any hataz want to try
Hands gon throw gunz
of colored's, yeah
That's what you neglect
Separate us from the whites
Don't let us bleed on 'em
Crooked system want to fight
They won't let us lean on 'em
Red
don't pay up you just get got
[Master P:] Ahhh, well what about yo babydaddy, what he did?
[Ann:] That motherfucker was trying to sell dope, and smoke it
that bitch that's going to ride with me gotta keep the shit hot like the 3rd degree slimarlo YMBeezy in the bigger league yeah they noticed me.
Stuck
911 it's an emergency
I'm bout to burn these niggas like the 3rd degree
Bitches fake plastic surgery
Stop sleepin' on me no nursery
TFN I know ya heard
sanctified yeah it's something else about us
People faking in this world but something won't let you doubt us
Its like a different type of energy a different
now
Crazy Juice
Chicks quick to get open like Nicole Brown
Or heart surgery, to smart to murder me
3rd burn degree if ya start disturbin' me
Word
We don't want justice
We just want someone to love
Someone to love
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
I gave my answer and it caused a fuss
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
fam in your grave you gon rot
3rd grade lunchroom money stuffed in my socks
My teacher told me you get three hots and cot
Yea you only get three hots
despise me
Yeah call you a peter you denying
Yeah yeah I was in 3rd grade
Watched niggas get shot up in the worst way
Thankfully I'm still seeing them
dancin'
Money on me, she keep telling me don't you leave
Ex want me, she keep burning up 3rd degree
Chain on me, got me feeling like Mr. Freeze
Watching me,
real presidential benzie, meet me and yo girl on the 3rd floor, its me Johnny Dang and dat boi C. Stone. its johnny dang comin straight off d dome, ridin
to disagree
An MC 3rd degree
I'm a sick sadistic, son of a bitch with six sixes
Crucifixion, you can't even choke yourself
For asphyxiation, you
Woo
You are now rocking with the Motherfucking Don Dotta
Demon in the booth spit hot fire somebody call the doctor
3rd degree burn your ass need some
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