Hundred Degrees
Shawty in the club sipping bacardi
She on the floor, dancing like she wanna fuck up the party
This bitch is straight off a molly and she gon fuck up on the scene oh
She acting naughty I just might have to intervene oh
Bitches getting loose and shit, that's what I fein for
Shawty said she liked the whip, the color cream oh
Watch out who you fucking with, we brought the team oh
Semi with the ruler clip, came with the beam oh
Ice dripping round my neck, I straight freeze hoes
Another round of shots on deck, a straight demon
Your girl dripping all in sweat, she a mean hoe
We just out here running a check, a straight scheme oh
She drop it down low
But I don't crown hoes
Must keep a drake on her way she making me proud whoa
She tipsy, stumbling, falling all on the ground no
She throw a dub so you know that she get around oh
She in the back of the party smoking a pound oh
Sativa sticky what got her up in the clouds oh
Heater with me we'll let it off in the crowd oh
Bitches dropping straight to the floor when they hear the sound go
She's Dancing right at midnight
Looks up, gives me the sign
I line the shots, she pours them up
Her body all up on me
Feels like hundred degrees
I line the shots, she pours them up
Them up
We jet through with a hell of a view
Bitches talking shit, they ain't got nothing better to do
Call it curry in this bitch, we only spit taboo
Keep a thirty, call it curry cause this shit gon shoot
I ain't ever really worried I got nothing to prove
And we ain't never in a hurry but we stay on the move
The vision never getting blurry we got something to lose
And that shit too true
This the life we choose yah
Pussies talking like they ain't know what I been doing
Bitches talking like they ain't know what I been moving
The opps was talking like they ain't know where I been going
Askin' where I stay like that type of shit they ain't been knowing
Watch the way you step, a wrong move we'll go get the k's blowing
Begging for respect, you won't get it unless you been show it
Begging for a check, you won't get it because u been owing
Play it like a threat don't fuck around when I say it's over
She's Dancing right at midnight
Looks up, gives me the sign
I line the shots, she pours them up
Her body all up on me
Feels like hundred degrees
I line the shots, she pours them up
Them up
She on the floor, dancing like she wanna fuck up the party
This bitch is straight off a molly and she gon fuck up on the scene oh
She acting naughty I just might have to intervene oh
Bitches getting loose and shit, that's what I fein for
Shawty said she liked the whip, the color cream oh
Watch out who you fucking with, we brought the team oh
Semi with the ruler clip, came with the beam oh
Ice dripping round my neck, I straight freeze hoes
Another round of shots on deck, a straight demon
Your girl dripping all in sweat, she a mean hoe
We just out here running a check, a straight scheme oh
She drop it down low
But I don't crown hoes
Must keep a drake on her way she making me proud whoa
She tipsy, stumbling, falling all on the ground no
She throw a dub so you know that she get around oh
She in the back of the party smoking a pound oh
Sativa sticky what got her up in the clouds oh
Heater with me we'll let it off in the crowd oh
Bitches dropping straight to the floor when they hear the sound go
She's Dancing right at midnight
Looks up, gives me the sign
I line the shots, she pours them up
Her body all up on me
Feels like hundred degrees
I line the shots, she pours them up
Them up
We jet through with a hell of a view
Bitches talking shit, they ain't got nothing better to do
Call it curry in this bitch, we only spit taboo
Keep a thirty, call it curry cause this shit gon shoot
I ain't ever really worried I got nothing to prove
And we ain't never in a hurry but we stay on the move
The vision never getting blurry we got something to lose
And that shit too true
This the life we choose yah
Pussies talking like they ain't know what I been doing
Bitches talking like they ain't know what I been moving
The opps was talking like they ain't know where I been going
Askin' where I stay like that type of shit they ain't been knowing
Watch the way you step, a wrong move we'll go get the k's blowing
Begging for respect, you won't get it unless you been show it
Begging for a check, you won't get it because u been owing
Play it like a threat don't fuck around when I say it's over
She's Dancing right at midnight
Looks up, gives me the sign
I line the shots, she pours them up
Her body all up on me
Feels like hundred degrees
I line the shots, she pours them up
Them up
Credits
Writer(s): Roshan Rajesh
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