Not The Thermometer Challenge lyrics

(Merk the Murder)
Intro:
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)

Verse 1:
I'm a bad b*tch he like showin' off
This slim walk around with my nose up
I might be a lil shy at first
Where the liquor at? I'm bout to pour up
b*tch you know you down bad
How yo lace fronts be toe up?
I'm the sh*t but I still like money
Still make these b*tches wanna throw up
Duce he like everything
All the way from the toes up
I track them rich n*ggas with fast cars f*ck rovers yeah
I'm a pimp, I'm proposing on my wedding day I won't show up
40 inches not the bangyang
b*tches wanna be me when they grow up
Left right side to side
Like how I bump and grind
Up and down go beserk, he like my footwork
Hottest b*tch I'm off the meter
Hotter than the heater
Get that money put in work, he like the way I twerk
Chorus:
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer (ahh)
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer
Ah not the thermometer
b*tches so nasty (b*tches so-)