Yeah, we back up in this mothafucka Prophet motherfuckin' Posse hoe Three 6 Mafia, M-Child a whole bunch of mothafuckas And ready to do this shit you
steady scopin out these nothins, that be actin like a bitch That be actin like a ho That be actin like a muthafucka busta That wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia
uhh, the Three 6 Mafia Loungin' in the studio Finna' give y'all a little demonstration Of how we kick it here in the M-town Finna' drop somethin' like
da bunt up in da air just to relax and get high Da moon is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky The Three 6 Mafia tha devils daughter bitch is so
Chorus Triple 6 Triple triple 6 smoked out Now im high Feelin' high Mained on my doggy style (Playa Fly) Fly so high in funkytown Mega blunts
I ask of you first power bring them back to me We ran a job off top, we had to pop some cops But still some fools house made us lead us to his stash pizzot
, I'm glad that you dead and gone Three 6 Mafia sign out names on niggas fuckin' tombstones Memphis is the fuckin' city where Lord Infamous loves to bail And just like
kiddy shit Coming nine-six, to two G bitch Quit fakin' just cause ah Three, Six, Mafia Misses lady gangsta on that weed, chicken rib shit Just
we standin' tall woooo.... Three 6 mafia, insane clown posse, and twiztid! [juicy j] We used to... we used to.... we used to rob for them petty things, Like
don't play around Never wanna step 'cause Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground People say you buck but we all know that's just that liquor bro Niggaz
to guess y'all I confess, y'all, when I spit the yiggy yes y'all I gotcha, when that groove hit, no stoppin' ya Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia
those to guess yall I confess, ya'll, when I spit the yiggy yes yall I gotcha, when that groove hit, no stoppin ya Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia
middle, down south, 2 bogus Hypnotized Minds with the Conflict bumpin Your trunk and we steady dumpin [Crunchy Black?] It's a motherfuckin stick up Giddy your shit up Three 6
hangin' ? Now a nigga like me, put a little like somethin' in the rear Shoot nothin' but knowledge at your gate Crunchy black look like the red Three 6 mafia
come, I'm comin' for you So you better ask some-mothafuckin-body For the 9-8, until 2 g's nigga I'm takin' over You understand this type of shit Three 6 mafia
rollin on these bustas (bustas) They be actin like a bitch, they be actin like a hoe They be actin like a motherfuckin nigga that won't slow roll When the tre' 6 mafia
off my square now Went and yelled out Where the nigga trying to get sloppier? Dropping ya if you trying to get us While we using them Rolling with the Three 6 mafia
, but I'd rather get some head [Intro: Unk] Hypnotize Minds!! Three 6 Ma-fee-UH~! And your boy DJ, Montay And this another {Oomp Camp production} Goin down [Chorus: Three 6 Mafia
