Mick Jagger Lyrics

Niggas want to hang with Sixth

But they can't come close

He's a hundred degrees, what

Bitches want to hang with him

But they can't come close

He's two hundred degrees

Niggas want to hang with Sixth

But they can't come close

He's a hundred degrees, what

Bitches want to hang with him

But they can't come close

He's two hundred degrees

Niggas want to hang with Sixth

But they can't come close

I'm a hundred degrees

I keep it one hundred

Ma brother don't be bothering me

Put you on a tight leash

Know I be running these streets

I got a quarter mill

Got your bitch staring at me

She let me hit it from the back

360 degrees

I might play on a track

If I'm feeling the beat

And if I'm not

Then your girl - well she getting these nuts

And I act a fool, whenever I'm drunk

And that happens a lot

But I never look back, like a pillar of salt

Got a million buds so let's rock and roll

Like the Rolling Stones

But we rolling weed, with some ecstasy

Got to take a picture

Cos I want ma ex to see

That I'm a baller now

A shot caller now

Man, I feel like Pac but I'm Mick Jagger now

Niggas want to hang with Sixth

But they can't come close

He's a hundred degrees, what

Bitches want to hang with him

But they can't come close

He's two hundred degrees

Niggas want to hang with Sixth

But they can't come close

He's a hundred degrees, what

Bitches want to hang with him

But they can't come close

He's two hundred degrees