500 Degrees
Lyrics
Ha, T-Raww, fuck y'all, money talk, dick large
Tyga in my backyard, bitches on my Footon
Dog house, no dog, shoot out Chris Paul
Walkin' on the marble floor, take your fuckin' shoes off
Bitch this is fox fur, killin' shit, fuck a hearse
I could show you my choppa works, she give me head but my head hurt
Deep throat til the bitch burp
Her best friend said let me at me, cousin Lurch
Smoking on that turf, get yo feelings hurt
At yo neck like a collar shirt, ball like a Nerf, word!
Mo' green nigga and smoking pot
Wanna see more? I'm that whore from that lil' shop
Chop, butcher shot, open up yo top
All you see is gold watch, Rolls Royce road block
Sun roof fold up, chrome grill, gold mouth
Take a fuckin' look around (Look around)
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Thrilla Manilla, I buy straight from the dealer
I'm politican in Paris, I'm buying statues and pillars
All from the Louvre nigga, mosaics from the museum
You niggas countin' for DM, your bitch is in my DM
I never read em, weak bitch probably get sea sick
On the yacht, eat shrimp, see my name on the blimp
It read T-Raww's a pimp
Nigga I ain't dancing but my hand on my hip
Full clip, movie shit, Bruce Wayne, Alfred
Niggas want a verse, can't even get a adlib
I'm killin' this shit and I'm killin' yo mob
Over a set a time these shivers are mine
I murder this shit, just taking my time
Got bars, front gate, fake shot, blind date
Rolex time piece, ain't got time for no bitch speech
1-20, that 6 speed, pulling out, that's all me
Just call me T-Papi (Papi)
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Uh, Tunechi over bitches
Smoking color purple, blunt fat as Oprah Winfrey
I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga
I be snappin', I hope you get the bigger picture
I say fuck that nigga that you fuckin'
She say that nigga rap, I say he couldn't wrap a mummy
But let me pass the weed, and stop passin' judgement
Before I have to beat em like a dick, he had it coming
Been eating so much pussy, man I'm starting to get chubby
Schoolin' motherfuckers, I'm they favorite subject
Goon stick in my pants, I'm bout to go witch huntin'
I'm already loaded, these niggas still buffering
Ha, I fucked my girlfriend and her best friend
These niggas is lesbians
Don't cross like a pedestrian, I'm getting head watching ESPN
She holding me and caressing me
Don't hate the playa, hate the referee
If she F with me, I am definitely a necessity
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Ha! I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Bitch I'm all you need
Ha! I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn a bitch 500 degrees
Writer(s): JESS REED JACKSON, DWAYNE MICHAEL CARTER, RYAN ALAN HUNT, MICHAEL STEVENSON
Copyright(s): Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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