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feltz artist - 500 degrees lyrics

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(feltz – verse 1)

500 degrees mudda-f-ckers were hot
you want the green shot, better know i got the dot
started at the bottom, gunna reach the top
tryna reach a belly, but they want to see me flop

i just laugh when they talk about i
i just laugh cos there bullsh-ts a lie
im f-cking fly, i’m f-cking high
jumbo jet swag in the f-king sky

if you see me cruising on the bike
with the one glove then i got the knife
cos the haters are on a hype
get caps knocked of like i open sprite

you can see me grinding up all night
try’na build up my line
don’t like my sh-t thats fine
try move to me stab spine

(tyga – hook)

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas
f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need

augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas, f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

(feltz – verse 2)

ha ha i’m on my funky sh-t
dont test me ill let it rip
white boy mad strip
even fat boys will bang it

see me rolling with my goons
heaters out like its winter
your b-tch she wants to spoon
then i’m putting something in her

rest in peace god knows i’m a sinner
ill eat you make me a dinner
your baby mum wants the middle finger
doggy that b-tch in the ringer (doggy that b-tch in the ringer)

she be belling me she says she wants to link
i said i’m with my boy thats pink and stink
ha ha ha ha
she said baby i wanna drink

i don’t drink have you lost your mind
she’s telling me that she’s mine
i was like are you out of your mind
b-tch you can’t keep up with my grind

me i’m on my straight stacks
got the 9 bar in the rucksack
on the pushbike heading to the trap
bfb put the town on the map

(tyga – hook)

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas
f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need

augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas, f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

(feltz – verse 3)

augh don’t get me mad
p-ssyboy your not bad
talking like you’ve got swag
your get put in a plastic bag

smoke weed yolo
im mint polo
let me switch it up mento
i get head from your sis broooo

you know how we roll
you know that we ball
no we ain’t no fool
told the b-tch go find a pole

getting a lap dance
snapback trapstar
reload full bar
back to the ends half bar

chop it up in quarters
im a chelsea supporter
im a striker drogba
screaming f-ck the coppers

so what you know about the flow
you say you cake but you ain’t got dough
i’m still hot even in the snow
i ain’t on raves but you know i glow

thinking about when we do shows
getting all that p.o
free cd’s, free throws
swir thats the team bro

and were all about the dough
i don’t give a sh-t about a ho
she be snorting on the c0ke
but f3ltzyy’s all about the notes. (b-tch)

(tyga – hook)

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas
f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need

augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-ggas, f-ck them other n-ggas
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gga, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

[finished]

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