Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 500 Degreez, artist - Haiti Babii.
Date of issue: 28.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
500 Degreez |
Fuck it up yo baby daddy can’t fw us |
Double dutch dat choppa make him double Dutch |
You kno I’m fw yo friends ik you fuckin wit my manz |
Throwin 4s fo da crips throwing bottles out da whip |
Headshot don’t miss I need pros from yo bitch |
Bankrolls on da flo I need more I need more |
Get low lil whore ol lord ol lord |
(Yea I’m hot) it’s 500 degrees on da block |
Mr cashed out crip I got blood on my kicks |
On hood tho) betta put cho feelings in yo FN |
F him if he wanna fall in love like best friends |
Fell in love with you my little red bone two tone — can’t go no where to wit |
out my boots on |
Say buckle up she buckle up cheap shoes |
Just fuck it up Just fuck it up for troops (BDE) |
Yea yea I’m from da hood but I fuck with da team |
Young rich ass nigga sippin hella codene |
But I’m notta doffene bitch I still keep uh stick |
Rich nigga stay lit shouts out to yo bitch |
I ain’t finna go broke wanna mansion and a tower |
Put respect on my name mo money mo power |
I fuck witchu just how you fuck wit me you kno Im stuck with you |
You stuck with me just like I’m stuck wit you you bet not fall in love |
Fuck it up yo baby daddy can’t fw us |
Double dutch dat choppa make him double Dutch |
You kno I’m fw yo friends ik you fuckin wit my manz |
Throwin 4s fo da crips throwing bottles out da whip |
Headshot don’t miss I need pros from yo bitch |
Bankrolls on da flo I need more I need more |
Get low lil whore ol lord ol lord |
Betta play dead mf I’m all about my bread mf |
How many niggas in you circle how many bitches that chu fuckin and you knowing |
they’ll set you up |
Give all my money to my baby nigga give uh fuck about no baby sitta |
To much money I can’t fit inside my pocket |
To much money I can’t fold inside dis wallet hood |
Bitch I’m back in action and I’m on rich nigga put da hood on |
Never fold never did da predicament I was in I guaranteed winner a natural born |
sinner |
My moma told me keep it on me when I’m in the hood but it’s good I got it on me |
wish a nigga would |
And I it’s 500 degrees on the block the bitches got they kness sweaten weaves |
on da block block block |
Fuck it up yo baby daddy can’t fw us |
Double dutch dat choppa make him double Dutch |
You kno I’m fw yo friends ik you fuckin wit my manz |
Throwin 4s fo da crips throwing bottles out da whip |
Headshot don’t miss I need pros from yo bitch |
Bankrolls on da flo I need more I need more |
Get low lil whore ol lord ol lord |