100 Degrees Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yeah, I told them listen, yeah, I told them listen
I told them listen to me, I chose to get to that green like a leaf
Shawty got game, but can't run it on me, I'm cool as a fan, she a hundred degrees
I like how she twerking and working her knees, Shawty so bad you can't touch her for free
I'm in my bag it ain't nothing to me, Let's hop in that thang, you coming with me let's leave
Hop in that thang let's leave I'm in the den with sum thieves yah yah
This car didn't come with no keys push start I lean back my seat yah yah
She wanna fuck with a G, But it might cost her a fee yah yah
Just cause I'm popping dese ps, That do not make me a fein yah yah
Driving real fast on the E-Way, bad bitch, I'ma cut her like a DJ
I don't care about what he say or she say, Chasing a bag bitch, you know that's a relay yeah that bitch bad, we gon' kick it like East Bay, I know they mad that they never gon' see me
I got that bitch kissing me like a genie , She's super bad in that two piece bikini
She wanna suck it, I let that bitch clean me, gave her some molly, put that in yo Fiji
She got that look at me like a demon, I told her to listen to me cause I mean it
I told them listen to me, I chose to get to that green like a leaf
Shawty got game but can't run it on me, I'm cool as a fan, she a hundred degrees
I like how she twerking and working her knees, Shawty so bad you can't touch her for free
I'm in my bag it ain't nothing to me, Let's hop in that thang, you coming with me let's leave
I'm chasing a bag from Monday to Sunday, Fuck on dat hoe cause I know they not nothing
I'm spending these bands bitch I love me some money
She super bad, yeah she straight out the country you thought I was feeling you, bitch you a munchie
She let me cut and I grip on that monkey, smoking that gas that shit hella funky, yeah i get that bag that's why them hoes want me
Serious, fucked on your hoe, is you curious
Got all these hoes, I'm delirious, You ain't talking dough, I'm not hearing it
I told them listen to me, I chose to get to that green like a leaf
Shawty got game, but can't run it on me, I'm cool as a fan, she a hundred degrees
I like how she twerking and working her knees, Shawty so bad you can't touch her for free
I'm in my bag it ain't nothing to me, Let's hop in that thang, you coming with me let's leave