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on that potion 
Girl we dippin in slow motion 
Why is that every time I loved you girl you left me so broken 

3rd time round that we're going 
Girl you

Even if you give me 3rd degree
Just be enough for 4 me
Yeah It's blinding me yeah It's blinding me 
I'm living through the skin of my teeth
And when I

unpredictable like a weather forecast 

Ending this thing like a coup de grace
Wavy up and down just like that ass
Baby how u not giving the 3rd degree
Spend

love and fire shit
Feel like 3rd degree
Burn
Said one we'll be rich, i just been waiting for my
Turn
He said he wanna be a legend, i told him just watch

boot he a spare tyre 
3rd degree I'm inda kitchen I dont mind the fire 
Get a box like a funeral just to dress flyer
Remember stuck on curb kicking ball

the most
Are the ones who don't know

So I'm sleepin and plottin
This anger this rage it be burnin
Me deeply with 3rd degree aim
Soulja and Bread yeah they

the shallow end
Yea I'm fucken out of it
Pop them like klonopin
Get so bored with  normal life
Yea you can keep the shallow end

Murderous
Murder me
In the 3rd

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

Slide imma ride by
Go and hit my line when you know that you ready girl
Slide imma ride by
And imma make sure that u get right
Slide imma ride by
U

same field not a talent was hid
Then after hours you can see where trajectory slid
They started 3rd shift I went back to being a kid
Damn
How grateful I

of maze
And eventually it fades with lackluster urgency
As the ground rebuilds with more certainty
Wounds heal, even 3rd degree
Forgetting things that made

ain't mall santas we don't
Want the flash photography
Murder in 3rd degree
Hurt her with the words i speak
You a little pussy
Wanna fight me? get thru my

Heard Of Me 

These Niggas The First To Swear They Hot But Nigga We Been On 3rd Degree

Aint No Chance Of Holding Me 

What’s They Score Like O For 3 

He

field
I'm making major plays
Couldn't do this life without the father
I'm giving major praise
3rd degree bars when I spit
My songs be catching strays
But

Like I got my own nursery
Make ya knees weak
Like a 3rd degree robbery

Bitch I'm gasser than the propane
Bakin soda like a snowmayne
She likes snow

Loving this life
That's the way to be
Burn a couple of niggas
Ain't no 3rd degree
You Talking too much homie
Say less
I ain't built off no damn stress
Imma

The words we speak internally
Deliver damage to the 3rd degree without the urgency
Years compounded cuts until they really started hurting me
Now we're broken

them eyes
Give the booth 3rd degree how i set this shit on fire
Ion gangbang but best believe that i got some ties
Bout my business need a crispy suit

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

She's pint glass clean and 3rd degree obscene, Joanna
The Bismarck of the bay who can't stand a word I say, Joanna
I kissed her when she left school

your block, And it come with a 40 piece
The ref threw a flag on a play cause he feeling me
I murder the beat, And It comes with 3rd degree
That's a whole

Woo
You are now rocking with the Motherfucking Don Dotta
Demon in the booth spit hot fire somebody call the doctor
3rd degree burn your ass need some

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

be broke, can't compare to me
Know we spendin' block, burn shii 3rd degree

Oh, really, that nigga John couldn't even see me
Oh, really, that nigga