Lyrics:
3rd degree
Turn to sky to burgundy
Raining down with burglary
Hanging from suspensions like the overalls on Urcles' knees
Now we tagged in mentions
3rd Degree burns
I pushed myself into the fire
I said it all aloud
How she’s admired
I walked a tightrope of hidden desire
And fell headfirst
Even if we don't...
Say no to me, treat me like I did you
Let it burn, give it that 3rd degree
I'm proud if you could say no
Even though it's hurting
Robbed the plug
What's the point in texting me
You know we got the 3rd degree
Clock it back and clear the screen
If you back your shank
Better murder
in the dirt lil nigga
Say you wanna murder me
Put this shit on easy
Yeah It's giving bitches 3rd degree
Yeah he had a white tee I
But we left that
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
Remedy uh
It was healing me uh
You were hurting me uh
Burning me to the 3rd degree
To be honest
I'm well polished
With all love
Look at what I
kinda hard
Emotions had to toss
Mama raised a Boss
Hustler from the start
Tried to put us out
Got a 3rd job
Trappin played my part
Even tried to rob
I
3rd Circle Of Hell
Never knew the feeling of refusing an offer of beer
Whether Qingdao Yanjing I'll turn them all into my tears
Crying out like
Well, I know, well, your games
And I don't want to play
[Chorus]
You broke the law in the first degree
Cold blooded bitch goin' out on me
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
got me wicked I don't play
Niggaz got funk on the other side and we spray
We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects
and drove
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
of me
Some college students get like 3 degrees and man that's hurting me
If I tried 3 degrees I'd burn out way before the 3rd degree
I never got the first
They wanna know how I move
They wanna see the progression
They wanna know I hop on the beat and I made a killing with no weapon
Its a 3rd degree
the street
My friend, poor Cherokee Louise
Ever since we turned 13
It's like a minefield
Walking to the door
Going out to get your 3rd degree
And comin' in
of this place
Baby I'm leaving
Cause I'm getting tired
Of your 3rd degree
Take me out of this place
You better believe me
Forget your shame
don't even say
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
cLL THESE CUTIES
HIT EM cLL U KNOW ME
NONE OF THESE GIRLS BE FOR ME
WIFEY TRYNc GET ME TO SEE
CHEcTERS SCORCHED 3RD DEGREE
BURN DOWN OUR FcMILY
to the muthafuckin dogg house
Picture me ballin' (ballin')
3rd world hustler out the ghetto of New Orleans
Some say life is like a fairy tail (fairy tail)
Did
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
us from having NE Heartbreak
Center stage, NE was grooving
The beat was hard the girlies were grooving
There she was 3rd Row center cooling
She
youngins go step on him
Fuck that nigga can't rep off me
Murder, we gon' take that shit to 3rd degree
Talkin' at one time, stretch three
Talkin' at one
to keep a distance if you don't want the heat
These niggas
Trynna get too close to me
I don't let em buzz me
Bitch its 3rd degree
When I'm poppin up
There's
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