Lyrics:
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
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
Rubber band on rubber band who got the budget
Coming to you live from the 3rd got her ass looking light
Did you lie won't you twerk it's my California
the hood and we blowing on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
We gone catch us a 1st degree
Everything that I touch nigga
Hmph, I give it 3rd degree
I been poppin since 5th grade
How tf u ain heard of me
These
the reason I like to smoke
Pimp C, Big Hawk
Mellow steep my fallen soldiers
Butterscotch my spinal cord, pop the trunk
Still fallin' over
3rd Ward, 5th Ward, ,
gotta get it gotta put in work to find a way
Yea, imma switch it up for the 3rd verse
Hollup
Now this for the ones in class taking notes on lectures
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
the bravest
My hustle unmatched, now these records are modest
Lyrically serving as mcees
They keep judging me, It's purgory
I let them burn
Leave them in 3rd
skin bright? (both)
cm I a light skin or is my skin light? (i'm a star)
Be mean imma laugh then it's my turn
Imma roast you like a 3rd degree sunburn
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
rest in peace/Please?! Yall gatta forgive me for all my past years/all my doubts and my struggles wit all my past fears/felt like a prisoner on his 3rd
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
fold it (uh-huh) check my resume
I'm like H&R Block when I rock
Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn
When I earn airtime like
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
real presidential benzie, meet me and yo girl on the 3rd floor, its me Johnny Dang and dat boi C. Stone. its johnny dang comin straight off d dome, ridin
Flava Flav
Lil speedy ass bitch, think you popped some amphetamines
Naw I ain’t Nuk, but talk dog like Pedrigree
Fuck a 3rd degree
We pop a nigga like
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
a bloody mess (tap tap)
[Hook laps over 3rd time bridge starts]
all on pause
I been running all these bands up, now my money long
Yeah it's longer, I just pulled in that big body tonka
This hoe 3rd degree, yeah she
She wana fly to Miami
I took a trip out to Cali
Gave unk a hunned slab every 1st n 3rd jus to get da doe da fiends Wildin Hunned
Want ya sum cash don't
n**** ain no fuckin plug
He sent you up the street
Glock switches we tote federal heats
They burn to 3rd degree
Got bitches I fuck on the campus
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