Lyrics:
Little old lady passing by,
Catching everyone's eye,
You have such a charming manner,
Sweet and shy.
Little old bonnet set in place,
And a Smile
Navigation lights, on
Strobes, on
Confirm three-eight-echo ready for departure
Hello again, this is now 129.4
129.4, it's to go
You may commence your
Alright, partner
Keep on rollin', baby
You know what time it is
(Throw your hands up)
(Throw your, your hands up)
Ladies and gentlemen
this shit for 3rd degree Mayne
Bitch I'm a gangsta for life, life, life
Me and my Niggas gon ride, ride, ride
Bitch Nigga don't wanna die, die, die
Get
that shit G
F-l-a-v-o-r f-l-a-v see.
To the highest degree times three
That's what you get fuckin' with my family
Word is born, your kids miss you
Illuminati shit see
Through our 3rd eye
All we know is murder Pyramid no circle
They bumping Lou they know the
Truth gon be told
Always stay true to your soul
a birthday candle
Yea I'm something like a 3rd grade vandal
Spraying shitty tags on your bands tour van hoe
I'm so high got me out my dome
But I never slip
on that sun dress I like so much?
Wait out by the road, I'm comin' to pick you up"
Whoa
Throw your suitcase in the back
Whoa
Done gassed up
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your
Degree
And Now It's Time
Concrete Shoes
Pay Your Dues
Special Concrete Shoes
An Overdose
Mixed In My Drink
I Found The Bottle
By The Sink
And Now You're
Spreading his disease, living by his story
Knees, knees
Falling to your knees, suffer for his glory
You will
Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss
mic, 3rd degree
Two more EPs ni top game, automatically
Clout chasing kwa mneti aaiiii uyo si mi
After heist, msupa ali elope na mi si mi
Rolled dice,
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
and jury with zero degree of moral culpability
Death by lapidation
The law of Islam nation
Heed obey! Get on your knees and pray
Heed obey! Five times
went to school when I told her
Cause now exams are coming up and it's a stressful October
Circumstances never let me free
Trees open up my 3rd eye ,
Never got why I'd be celebrated been giving the 3rd degree
This year all of them heard my speech
Happy birthday to me
Bled out on stages
Soaking it in
can see
If niggas want smoke it's always free
I escalate shit to the 3rd degree
Fuck my lo, here go my addy
Had yo bm callin me daddy
Say I make her so
Little old lady passing by,
Catching everyone's eye,
You have such a charming manner,
Sweet and shy.
Little old bonnet set in place,
And a Smile
Baby (so how 'bout you?)
I'll take your bitch, give her back, take your bitch again
That's because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get
Maybe it's the getting by
It'd swallow up your every step boy, if it could
Maybe it's the stuff it takes
To get up when the morning breaks
That holds
yeah
All my niggas on the East Side
Throw up your guns
All my niggas on the Westside
Throw up your guns
All my niggas from the East Side
Throw up your
Baby (so how 'bout you?)
I'll take your bitch, give her back, take your bitch again
That's because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get
by the 3rd
We'll burn it down again
Man
Fuck what you heard
Shit's absurd
Cop's will leave dead by the curb
But that's the way it is
Growing up in
3rd verse
Standing on the edge all my heroes are dead
My pops and grandfather, Stan Lee my Uncle
Tupac, Biggie, Kurt Cobain
I’m the Mc the embraces
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