Lyrics:
Yeah, see I told y'all one too many times
Now I'm finna go so fuckin' hard now
I'm talkin' bout to the third degree
For real
Ayy, hey, hey
They hated
givin' me the third degree
But it's plain to see
Without a learned degree
I didn't know a choppin' hoe
Could bring a mountain down
They're givin' me
(Childish)
Splash’n to the third degree (Splash)
Tugged on your momma shirt and ask her could i play, Pretty Please
Dripping sauce, Chuckie Chesse
Ciabatta all
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
grew at the side of the mountain
She's a mountain woman, he's her mountain man
They lived all their lives by the valley
She's a mountain woman, he's
I've done all your work for you.
Freddie.
Who'd ever guess it?
Daughter in collaboration
With the very nation
Gave her father third degree
We living
In a third world country
Just follow the rivers
And mountains
I am surrounded by boundaries
I am far away
I am far away
Living in a third
history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)
From unconsciousness, to consciousness
By knowledging his
nigga 'round, they saying greatness is my tendency
No such thing as sympathy, more money, my remedy
Pockets on, heavy D, bitch I'm hot, third degree
step away from me, you'll get the third degree
'Bout time that you see that I, I won't be stuck by your side
Won't be controlled by your lies now
I cut
never had ya
I know I knew that we would never be
And I just kept on givin' you the key
And now I'm burnin' like a third degree
The joke's on me
I know I
you die
Riding down solo, I done made it to five
Don't tell me to open up cause that shit for the birds
Started making my descent feeling third-degree
Third Degree (Words & Music by Rory Flynn)
Chorus
What's with the third
What's with the third degree x2
Bridge
I said I was sorry
Isn't that
and my charge in the third degree, dirty
Feels like I'm moving mountains
Trust and Believe you don't know shit about this
I load my feelings in
and the rocket sled itself got lunched!
By a famous mountain-in and his small, wooden wife.
Good bye to las vegas
Farewell to the lounges
We pulled a few
a little
Can we fuck a little
(oh yeah)
Loving and fucking is all you need
Don't wanna be Malcolm and Marie
Know you working on your third degree
Ain't no
outrageous but you bugging like
Bumble bee
And fronting like
Turkey meat
Cuz you as dry as that
Sandy desert to the third degree
Got no degree
Hustle
anymore
It just occurred to me
That I've been talking in my sleep
Give me the third degree
Cuz I've been talking in my sleep
It just occurred to me
That
work for myself
Better my luck on the third time
I peep it all with the third eye
Out of this world like the third kind
We pushin through till the end
To the light at the tunnel, end of my wounds, third degree burns
I’m recovering from you
So, walk on by (Just walk on by, walk on by)
Walk on by (Just walk
other way
To change my mind
Too far behind
Oh!
Im losing control
Invaded my soul
Can you feel it, feel it
It burns, my skin third degree
But
it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Cus I got this nervous
all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically,
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