Search results for 'get dat dough by 3rd degree' Page #9

ain’t nothin new
Pray 4 me
I pray 4 you
Where im going
Ima need a few
My 3rd eye open
Dreams come true
Smokin on da gas
Gettin cash
While you sittin on yo

doomed/
Wet his ass up like a pool/
Pop him like balloons/
Im in da hellcat it go zoom/
 
Drank Nitti Kasino

Baby 3rd gon shoot up da room/
A1 got da

turn me a 3rd degree son
You'll need to switch up me college season
A free sum  before I leave pre dumb
A free slum of before cum is pre cum
Yum cecum,

the city where niggas a burn you no 3rd degree so if you aint bout peace then keep your words from me they say forgive and forget yeah that sounds like a bet

by next week you'll be bluffing on the real 
He wanna take it to 3rd degree 
Forget all our morals and roll 
Occupy all my feelings for the time being

on my knees 
And I needed saving 
3rd degree 
Burns on me
And I'm still obtaining 
Fuck wit me
We gone see
If he still standing 
Walk in 3 
One be me

talk down 
Ready to run up in his grill 
Dirty 3rd n**** do you really need a compass 
H to the A all the way to Cali Compton 
Sipping on a 40 show my

the 3rd degree
Another one that's the 4th doobie
I got the Cooda snacks like I’m Scooby
Yes I'm a dog, I need me a bad bitch
Pussy on fleek, and I just

everything about music cream
I never sleep
No time to dream
Pristine Machine vs. Polypropylene
I’m Infinite
No emergency
I’m like 3rd degree
No Hyperbole
It’s

And what do you tell those families that now have to put they sons down?
George Floyd was murdered yet the cop only caught 3rd degree?
That was no accident,

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

But some of y'all need to lock up sex
And swallow the key
I know it's feeling like
I'm giving y'all the 3rd degree
But it's time to straighten

you
Lessons learned in my brain you taught me 3rd degree
Losing you was painful enough ain't nobody else hurting me
Janet Cora I'm a scorer RIP grandma

lungs
I'll run i'll run i'll run
Things get harder it's not you it's me
I gotta keep pushing to the 3rd degree and
My heart was yours it's yours now it's

child
My enemies die slow, it’s torture
3rd degree burns on your body when I scorch ya
Sunblock, Ong Bak, elbow to forehead
Double back, reload, empty out

after
Multiply the factors that make the pockets fatter
I only want the cheese, y’all keep the beef & tea
Cause if ya gotta burned, lil buddy 3rd degree
I

slaw
Post up with my homies, downtown 3rd street, we be clowning at Von's
You might catch me in town for the Grand Prix, drinking brown at the bar
I'm

to hurt me
Fanned the flame, burned to 3rd degree
Never found a remedy
Everytime you were standing next to me
Letting go, giving up
You're not what I need

I carry every weapon bitch u know i got artillery
Got me shootin like im stephen but im burnin up the muh fuckin 3rd degree bitch

Thicker like a brother

Mood laughing to a homer
Man pumps awake her
Clay mold by turning
Talents start of vocalizing
Being wise through shedding

3rd verse

down like dominos, so stoned off grade A, the honor roll
And I pour up fours in my styrofoam, that 3rd coast shit that I be on
Blow sour here no cowards

3rd degree burns
Into a 9 hour surgery
And when you wake up
I hope you hear this song
So you forgive me
And we can let bygones be and move on

Sorry i

that 3rd degree
Your trickery is slippery, you feed industry
I need a histamine, allergic to regimes
Or I'll use kerosene as my listerine
Repeat

hurt but you were hurting me
complicated shit that we waded through
young kids in love feels like murder in the 3rd degree

yea, swear i wish i could