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"Three 6 Mafia"
"Three 6 Mafia"
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альбомы: Prophet's Greatest Hits, The End
Good Stuff
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Three 6 Mafia
альбомы: Prophet's Greatest Hits, The End
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Where ya been? All of my life I need ya bad I've been searchin' for ya, that good ol' stuff I can't get enough You know I've been yoanin' for ya (Yearnin') Call me a drunkie that's wrong, don't play it instead of rich bone Young son that's full of that come, we needs a one and a one I gotta get'cha what ever it takes, gotta hit your bis O Soon as I flake, I take you how ever you might bePack dollar pill away, you know you got me feelin' good Drop top down up in through the hood, ask me about a whole key And man, I tell ya I wish I could, it's all goody-good I think enough, still like screamin' on after none Give me that razor that plate the lazer man, I need my medicine That pulls me, oh, some nice and slow Get him some, stand lookin' out the door Better get ready for all night, you know how we wanna moan and blowEssence up the blessin', keep me puzzled like enigma My partner put me down, where I start pound The cop is cheaper, my smoke and flows like mystical music And know someone screamin' is chiefa on Holloween I pass it out to all the trick or treaters In 1999 them little is will come through for you bombers So now Lord Infamous blessin', I was sitting bull And poke the hunters, smoke out your lungsAnd powder your nose, we grabbin' big bitches or sometimes we kick it We breakin' the season, we breakin' our streets in We breakin' out sick 'cuz I make em' up stick Triple 6 Mafia gettin' so rowdy because we are out of this atmosphere Without the smoke hit eyes, so blurry blur vision and tears Kaze on the right, on the left, to the rear Scarecrow me keyed plus, the smoke flyin' out of me lungs Me keep these [unverified] Sprinkled down little kids gumGimme some of that good stuff Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special Gimme somethin' that'll do it Do it, put my mind to it until we get highGimme some of that good stuff Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special Gimme somethin' that'll do it Do it, put my mind to it until we get highI keep that good stuff (Lady what you mean) Good stuff for that light green Every time you see me Eyes are red but still I'm on my P's Smokin', gettin' motivated, just chillin' with nuthin' but playas Hatin' as I can be, relaxed and bumpin' some Johnny Taylor Feelin' good as hell, it's so swellHigh, this stuff has got me goosed up Got me wantin' some good lovin', so I call my shorty Baby, baby, some and give it to me, give it to me right Come in with the quickness, got you speechless to this freaky night Still I'm stayin' 'bout it, never hate wit' bustas So can you see, solo never sucka Always catch me with the prophet P Gone remain his lady, kinda crazy, so don't test me I will buck your bro down when that good stuff got me in disguiseWhat you got down in your trunk, nothin' but good stuff Knowin' this funk guaranteed to keep you up Make you hyper super crunk, let me know on what you need I'm cuttin' up gears, come shock with me Your partner used to pluck you twice I'm giving out samples and it's free Package deals from state to state The ice cream man who deliver that cakeYou wanna get a piece to shake The bigger the plate, the bigger the blade The thicker the cheese, the more you can take On and on gotta keep that pace from scene to scene Supplyin' that D, some of that pure, not none of that dank It's over solder, dodge their forty Get with the man if you want to get bloated Just like taking a sniff of roses, this lil' sniffThey roll it up all night to the early mornin' Constantly movin' now for yawnin' Burnin' my people on every pay phone And allow that good stuff surper [unverified] I be like Indo in, don't go hollow what your friend Plus have them twins, the henn and a bunch of bird shitSwitch your man, so I can get into the groove And he who's cool can't Juicy's constantly speakin' at me though He ain't sayin' nothin', man, he may be the crunkin' that funny Or the super bionic, sick here wanna sit here Fartin' like I'm a motor or somethin' Is it the squish, I cannot remember, yes sir, it's understood Koo must down got a little bit of hit of somethin' goodGimme some of that good stuff Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special Gimme somethin' that'll do it Do it, put my mind to it until we get highGimme some of that good stuff Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special Gimme somethin' that'll do it Do it, put my mind to it until we get highGimme some of that good stuff Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special Gimme somethin' that'll do it Do it, put my mind to it until we get high ...
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