Lyrics:
a jelly roll, ask that killa Lil Bland
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n the land
Commin' up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please
Hot as fucking mercury
Flying over 3rd degree uh
cint no black belt this more a burgundy
Like the blood on leaves or the trees when I murder
and the "rappers" are in quotes
If I had me a degree, this a 3rd degree at most
I specialize in burnin all these beats into a roast
I'm the mastermind of mine, ain't
responsible for all this"
He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him
<<<<<<<<<3rd
I've got Slide Away
Move Away Like Express Mail
My Imagination Surprise You
Like The New York City Subway
3rd Rail
One Half Missing
Three Third's
thing on lock (On lock) and nobody else got the key (Got the key)
And you know that I bring the heat (The heat), so beware of that 3rd degree (3rd degree
already, 3rd ass was heavy
"Nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas, and his man, ready?"
Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes
Ran through them
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
"The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference
it all without a drama
After you just said you wanna be a momma
Maybe you forgot to say not with me
Cause you knew you were gon face a 3rd degree
You
the 3rd degree
Got no religion but niggas convert to me
And the decisions to kill 'em and keep the peace
But want beef I could bring delivery
They be acting
am more monster
An entity
With some enemies
Though they feeling me
The emcee
That will set it off
To the 3rd degree
An Apex predator
Who you
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
Safety off, for my safety on my piece,
Paid all this money to not use my degree,
They mean to kill us and they get 3rd degree,
Need a vacay paradise
and a blue sea
Walking on the beach bare feet with a
Drink poured out like a true g
Humbled internally better bill suttin
Burn it up to the 3rd degree
It's
got you but it won't get me
He's in a little demon to the 3rd degree,
Mo drugs, White thugs and wanna be's,
Soldiers of the burbs all guilty see,
that beat
Then I billed that bat and I burnt that tree
With a 3rd degree
Ye the words come clean
Hopped in da coupe switch lanes swerve da V (Skurrt skurrt!)
Ice on da wrist like I did surgery (Surgery, Bling blaow!)
Flamming these tracks to the 3rd
and sittin' and layin' in line
First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin'
And get saved for the 3rd time this week
A bowl of soup
fuck what u thinkin play it's goin down
She face down ass up I'm sweatin 1 leg up
Goin for it 3rd round I'm layin da smackdown
Goin for it 6th round I'm
The city of C-H-I is where I'm from
The 3rd motherfucker to drop the bomb on the bomb
And here I come steady breakin bustas off
Up to bat is Da Brat
need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take
need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take
bring it back/if the glock jam up and it's new/I'ma bring it back/get your clientele up and I'll bring the work back/just make sure that by the 3rd
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