Lyrics:
let yesterday be yestarday
don't let us go to for what happened yesterday
on the backseat of your car
it was the 3rd of september
when I meet you
restless, tryna tell 'em that I'm hotter than a burn of the 3rd degree,
Then I try to tell 'em that nobody in the world as hot as me! me,
If you really
tape the Beatles' first
Experience of using an eight track
Recording at Abbey Road was during a
Session on 3rd September for 'While
My Guitar Gently
broken up and busted up since
And love don't play any games with me, anymore
Like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing
Why yo family always do you worse to the 3rd degree
Thinking if I really finished college Where I would I really be
Now I got a son depending on me with
got to walk it by myself.
[2nd & 3rd times:]
You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for
take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much just bust that kick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, play a love
home no more
You don't play the trick on me, hooked him in the first degree
While I could not recall which Dalian imported
By the wrecks of 50,000
company
You got me burning up like a 3rd degree
We gon' run it up
We gon' lock it down
Yea You got me baby I can't leave
When it's said and done
It was all
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
in 3rd
Zone
I make the Space Rock
I make the Space Rock
Space Rock, Space Slow Jam
We don’t hold hands
We don’t romance, no
No way
get 3rd degree
Too talented i can't give verses for free
Couple bands don't really mean much to me
I don ran through that shit stylist say I'm on fleek
out 3rd Storee breaken out on that ??. Yes
Time to have some fun
There's a party around the corner
And you can go if you wanna
Step on by
Itz gonna
sunshine till they gone...
Ain't no sunshine till they gone...
Juvenile:
I was born to survive, but the story returns.
After being treated 7 months for 3rd
afraid to go 3rd degree
Everything about me is blessed
It's Who I Am
Who I Am
Who I Am
Who I Am
Who I Am
You know that they got bones
Moved in and made a tenement home
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys
You know that they got bones
Moved in and made a tenement home
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys
Nice Nice Nice
Kick 'em in the grill Pete!
Verse One: Pete Nice
Gas, past tense, made facially
3rd Bass'll express, KMD
Three blind mice
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
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
mostly all for me
Going through some thangs that's just the way it be
Life is just a phase and that's the 3rd degree
Wrote down all my plans until I
getting dark
Oh I hope my heart don't stop
Do you really give a damn?
Do you even understand?
(understand me)
3rd verse
Hour glass is taining
n**** ain no fuckin plug
He sent you up the street
Glock switches we tote federal heats
They burn to 3rd degree
Got bitches I fuck on the campus
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