Lyrics:
It's one hundred
SUC, this how we do it mayn the Take Over
It's one hundred
Me and my niggas we gon keep it one hundred
Riding around in big Benz,
greedy with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor
ride
I love all her flaws in-spite
My impurities
She staying right by my side
We know ain't nobody perfect
No need for the 3rd degree
I ain't got time
fever dreams
The hottest rods
Bars more like solar beams
Off the fuel Im Sol it seems
Amun Ra, with thoth involved
My pen and ink give 3rd degrees
words like Ron Burgandy
Give these beats the 3rd degree
It occurs that musics just a church to me
And I'm losin Faith
And I'm losin Faith
And I'm losin
the whip then that clip make 'em Nae Nae
Everyday is a payday
I don't see 'em like Ray Ray
100 shots for the ops
Send it up that's a mayday
3rd Chorus
me,
I'm so fucking hot I burned her to da 3rd degree he
so industry I'm so fuckin hood
(Flocka)blowing purple tree and it taste so fuckin good(Flocka)
with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor until
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
like surgery
I’m really hot like 3rd degree fuck niggas that ain’t heard of me
Charging for the features now you whack you get a double fee
Penthouse
When the slabs in the city beat
That screw off in the back
Poking eye, keep them spinners
Eating Frenchy's chicken dinner
Family came from 3rd Ward Scott
in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action, where niggas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they ending my
a 2nd then a 3rd then I finally grew up
We take advantage when Opportunity knocks like
Who's that creepin' in my window
I'm just going where the wind
Moses
And make the 3rd Testament the next time you smokin'"
"I made you the oldest, so you could keep growin'
And make the 3rd Testament the next
the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for
For a 100 K ,a 100 carat Paul
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,
heater I’m toating it’s making Him heavenly
Lemon squeeze hop out the car give Him 3rd degree
Running him down give a fuck Where a nigga be
Ayy
Blow on who
suburbs
A civilian shot in 3rd Ward, we just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
I need a Honey Butter, vodka in
Remedy different
I rather just work and see
Me and a baddie
I tell em
Close curtain these
Flaming these niggas
Get burned in the 3rd degree
[Chorus]
You the one who won the spelling bee
I'm the first 3rd grader wit a felony
And I never was a teacher's pet
I'm the one who went and stole
think
May 3rd check the CD if you want a little
Knowledge bigger than college
I promise you the metaphoric's that
Will offer you solace like
The Great
And when I do it I'ma do it like a boss (still breaking boys off)
Welcome to H-Town, this 3rd Ward talking
Coming down the slab line the fo's crip
southside, you can tell by the parlor
Give it a good look cuz' there'll never be another
Hoes, a hundred spokes, what you expect?
Trust me, money can't buy
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