500 Degreez lyrics

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500 Degreez lyrics

Send "500 Degreez" Ringtone to your Cell [Mannie Fresh talking] Yea, yea, yea Grown ups in between, children and babies Right about now it's yo boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, yea Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard [Lil Wayne talking] Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this [Hook] Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my [Lil Wayne] Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the tummy, bustin a Tommy Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit Pow, one to the head now you know he dead Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names Ay it's Cash Money Records man a lawless gang Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his flame Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain 'Cause the flow is spasmatic what they call insane That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy And you already know that pimpin 18 how I'm livin young 'n show that Bentley Stunna my Pa so you know that's in me Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit me [Hook] [Repeat X2] And I move like the Coupe thru traffic Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent Ya bitch present wit the music blastin And she keep askin how it shoot if it's plastic I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she said back and cut the Carter back Up, oh fa sho Ay Big Mike they betta step thangs it's already up Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking, shut up And I aint just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch Pair a phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go [Lil Wayne talking] Hold on let me hit the blunt So go, so go This is the, this is the, this is the This is the, this is the, this is the This is the Carter [Hook X1] [Lil Wayne] Birdman put them niggas in a trash can Leave em outside of your door I'm your trash man I'm steady lightin up the hash and ridin in my jag You will need a gas mask man Use it, stop hidin in the grass Sooner or later I'll cut it knock the blades in yo ass You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass While the homie here tryna get paid in advance I'm stayin on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustler Play me or play wit me then I'm goin find your mother Niggas wanna eat 'cause they aint ate nothin But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leavin out Leavin behind just residue and bones And your residents with Rugers to your dome Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this This is the Carter [Hook X1] Go DJ, DJ, DJ Send "500 Degreez" Ringtone to your Cell 500 Degreez lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | 500 Degreez lyrics @ ELyrics | 500 Degreez lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | 500 Degreez lyrics @ Songlyrics | 500 Degreez lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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