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weren't in the jail on that wing with me,
you weren't there when the govs tried twissin up me,
man get bun more than 50 degrees,
of course the intent is
me a king it's not up to me to keep it a gram
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees
We had to run up the streams
These niggas be following
C'est Wavy
Cesario Keyz
We overseas, look at my steez
I come wit the heat, one hundred degrees
We overseas, look at my steez
I come wit
Spark it
Heat it
Leave it and it's steaming till it Bubbles over
At 100 degrees you see the trouble but you're lean so it's pulling you closer
Spark it
Heat it
Leave it and it's steaming til it Bubbles over
At 100 degrees you see the trouble but you're lean so it's pulling you closer
And for
ਤੇਰੇ ਤੋਂ ਨੇ ਹਾਰੇ
ਕਰਨ ਨੂੰ ਫ਼ਿਰਦੇ ਨੇ ਕਾਰੇ
ਗੱਲਾਂ ਵਿੱਚ ਗੱਲ ਤੂੰ ਟਾਲੀ ਜਾ
ਨਾ ਸੁਣ, ਨਾ ਕਹਿ
Fast car like Lewis ham-, ham-, ham
Thirty-two degrees, golden tan,
to blister blue
Shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulder toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes
man
For the ten feet short
Hunnid degrees cold
Ridin' high on summit low
Mighty weak, light as stone
Pretty ugly, faded glow
Hold on tight, I'm
Step on, I beg you please
It's a 100 degrees, I'm on my knees
If the one you blow is the one you show
Well then you know I'm right
This bitter
to blister blue
Shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulder toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders toes
glistin like Sammy Davis,
born an raised in the Bay them hataz can't fade us,
I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay,
360 degrees, they can't fade
I'm turnt up right now
I'm turnt up right now i'm off half a bean
It's like eighty degrees
But I got the chills right now
I'm turnt up right now
I'm
the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's killin' you by
Down in this hot town
At some old cafe tonight
You hear the dogs bay
At the green neon light
It's one hundred degrees
But the heat is free
In
Was it something I did
In another life?
I try and try
But nothing comes out right
For me
Bad Karma
Killing me by degrees
I took a wrong turn
your arms a few degrees north
Robot girl, robot girl
Now gently back and forth
Robot girl, robot girl
You know just what to scratch
Robot girl,
The sun is mass of incandescent gas, a gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium at a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho
need
To put a hole in your head at 2000 degrees
That's right man, you be the Metal Man
At 2000 degrees
That's hot
That's hot
And over
Heal me by degrees
Fear is founded, be thou grounded
Heal me by degrees
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Dost thou not feel fed?
Manage tempest, sing!
From a space ship bed
Manna,
a hundred degrees
Oh no baby, but it wouldn't feel like summer
And if I couldn't get a gimme a kiss
From your all night cherry lime daiquiri lips, yeah
The sun is mass of incandescent gas, a gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium at a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho
bring something corrupt
We're sick and tired but we can't get enough
Drown in cocaine and pass out at 40 degrees
I don't have the answer
But I have
Hey LA, full of important people
Hey LA, I flew away from L.A. time
Seventeen degrees below this morning
Seventeen degrees below its cold
bring something corrupt
We're sick and tired but we can't get enough
Drown in cocaine and pass out at forty degrees
I don't have the answer
But I
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