Three 6 Mafia

[fox69]

"Life Or Death"
(feat. Killa Klan Kaze, Koopsta Knicca)

"Life Or Death"
(feat. Killa Klan Kaze, Koopsta Knicca)



[Talking][Gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I ain't a killer but don't push me
Still still fuckin' talkin'
You niggas still breathin'

Which side are you on
Life or death

[Chorus x2]

The Kila Klan Kaze gon' watch you bleed
Ask Jesus for forgivin'
For all the sins that I did
I'm trapped in a storm
In a place we call Earth
I tried to stop but I just slid
Into a path where hatas are dwellin' my life
Lie in the hands of others
It's so fucked up in this place we call home
Cause it's the back stabbin' bustas
I separate my folks from friends
Is the type of click that I be in
It makes it difficult for me to decifer
Who came to ride to the end
See Ana it's all
Be every be wonderin'
If I'm gonna see tommorrow
So I pack my heat
Off in these streets
Bitch to relieve all this drama
I'm settin' my stake high
To a g to make g's
Cause I'm known to be the mackBut soon as I take two steps to the
future
It seems I get pulled three steps back
You see less fortune in niggas
Start lookin' suspicious neglected
See we were cool
Now I hate em'
Inject the pain'
Suffacate em'
You smarter than [??]
See ain't no love for no busters
You punks is shaded like graded
See you ain't shit I don't trust ya
Life or death
Theres no one left
The engines miss so brace yourself
Will they allow me to have these doors
I close my eyes
And I lost my breath

[Chorus x5]

Which side are you on
Life or death

The Killa Klan Kaze gon' watch you bleed
Never mistaken your life
I be taken so watch your step (watch your step)
The borthers out there sit wonderin' how can I overcome life
With no closer def
But prophets has raised me up from the grave
But I'm afraid to come back to my life of sin
But see when K-Roc just keep on and take so hes oh
(fuck a friend bitch)
Fuck a bitch
Kill the trick
Lifestyle serves down for my hustle man
Prophet Entertainment motherfucker wanna burp
Killa Play can you say what you do
Keep it to what you through life or death
Triple 6 witness is victims
Or speakers no bitches don't know what is K-Roc himself
These no one left

Spank a bee
Ckeck a bee
take a nigge she leave him here
And thie D's when you fuckin' with P fool
You and coll you and Lou who
Be in the Killa Klan Kaze will blast if I motherfuckin' have to
Real from my palm hand niggas in my trunk trunk
Bot they redrum
Why don't you come and get your head bump
Lumps ah what I want
Better for your body
More Scanman rap
Drop [??] in the dungeon
All I want is you to come and walk along with me
Three 6 Mafia and Killa Klan Kaze
[??] is what they had you send to me
Can you like feel my breeze
See fool breeze between them trees

[Chorus x2]

Which side are you on
Life or death
Life or death

 

[fox69]

"Like A Pimp (Remix)"
(feat. Project Pat, Pimp C)

"Like A Pimp (Remix)"
(feat. Project Pat, Pimp C)



[Chorus 1 (2x)]
Gator Boots and the suits is the clothes
Like a pimp
Keep the money not folded in a roll
Like a pimp
When I see you bitch you better have my dough
Like a pimp
Reach Back
Like a pimp
Slap the Hoe

[Juicy J]
Now I ain't Don Juan with the magic wand wand
but I can break a bitch for the cheese and the funds
I don't have to use a gun or even make the hoe cum
if a nigga go to jail then a bitch make bond
while you shakin that ass in the shake john john
I be sittin in the back rollin big blunt blunts
let me know when you off to collect my money
If a nigga can't get it then a nigga will hunt
Cause playas like me don't see nothing funny
bitch better have my motherfucking money
black eyes and bruisin up a face I den done it
to let her know these bonified pimps who run it
She make a G a night but she told me 200
but that's what I get fuckin wit a snow bunny
I told her like this ask that nigga you be callin
police found a body that very next morning

[Chorus (2x)]

[Pimp C]
Smoking on the dro Young R-uin
pimpin for my paper and I'm looking for the chewin'
bitch I got to do what the fuck I got to do
sippin' pop pills smoke good and bank spru'
stupid pussy niggaz acting all brand new
when they get some money that's what fool boys do
I ride in the side get high in the side
grip on the granny get plenty good miles
from them deep suckin' hoes with a mouth full of gold
she playin with her nose but she suck a mean hose
I can't even lie like a ghetto ass bitch
is down for her daddy aint scared to break a trick
a yellow ass, switchin' fast, suckin' while a pristic ass
in the six, breakin' bricks, ballin' in the fucking mix
Pimp C, bitch you can't act like you don't know
get down on your knees like a top notch hoe...hoe...hoe...hoe

[Chorus (2x)]

[Project Pat]
I like to kiss that weak gal moving tongue with the head
Kind that have a young nigga sprung out in the bed
Kind that make a motherfucker toes curl to his legs
And that tell any motherfucker just what she did
Play-a, can you dig, as she'll stroke the esophagus
She can beat the stick or big ass hippopotamus
aint no fuss plus her mouth open and dicks in
Project Pat came to get the cat and I'm in the benz

[DJ Paul]
see I'm a pimp playa, hoes, lay her money make a bitch break her
first take her find me a good worker like a navigator
drop the slut on a corner with nothing but baby wipes
keep that pussy clean and Imma see you later on tonight
first I went and got the hoe, then I started to work the hoe
off the whammi got a grammy just the way she brought me though
then she went and bought some more
all I want a block a yo
keep your boy dro, blood, and some drank waitin' at the door

[Chorus (2x)]

Reach Back...[5x]
Like a pimp
Slap the hoe

Reach Back...[5x]
Like a pimp
Slap the hoe

 

[fox69]

"Lil Freak (Ugh, Ugh, Ugh)"
(feat. Webbie)

"Lil Freak (Ugh, Ugh, Ugh)"
(feat. Webbie)



[INTRO]
I know a lil' freak in in Hollywood
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it does it real good
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh

[VERSE 1]
They call me Mr.Ding-A-Ling
Weighed in on the triple beam
Guaranteed in 5 or less minutes I can make ya cream
I see you got these boyfriends
Spendin' money, buyin' bling
I know you got some super head
That's super hot like Hollapain
I heard that pussy so damn fucking good
Turn ya into things
I hope you know I'm straight up from the hood, love ta bang bang bang
Make me wanna scratch up get some brain how you fit them jeans
We can drank & hook up
Do some thangs i mean do some thangs
Hot tub jacuzzi we can get nudie
Know you a fiend when you shake yo booty
Her first name Suzi, last name Booshie
Got her real drunk
My nig she'll chew me

[CHORUS]
I know a lil' freak in in Hollywood
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it does it real good
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh

[VERSE 2]
Thoroughbred, soft skin, pussy just right
I beware when I go in there cause I know that pussy bite
Ain't got no marks on her body
She like to keep on the light
She put her legs on my shoulders and I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
Yeah its Mr. Savage Life
Yeah I give it to ya like ya never ever had it like
I don't know her name we just did it on the first night
Imma call her JJ cause I know that shit was dynomite
Girl who that coochie for?
Nobody from the look at ya
Want a G to beat that coochie up then I'm the man ya lookin' for.
Nigga put them cuffs up
Go find another chick ta show
I already hit that hoe, believe me, I already know.

[CHORUS]
I know a lil' freak in in Hollywood
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it does it real good
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh
I long dick her like
Ugh ugh ugh

Look at Ms. Goody-Goody pussy right there
With that pretty-ass face and that pretty-ass hair
With some pretty-ass eyes and a pretty-ass smile
I guess that one drink I bought'll be worth my while
With ya double-D rack and a tattoo on your back
And I really dig the way your pussy lookin' from the back
Matter of fact I think I'll start from the back
Made my mind in in from the back
Gimme one more win once again from the back
I'm goin in, think I'll win with some that
Some Hen, some Cap, some droolin' on my pipeline
Give ya boy oral 'till his heart flatline

Ugh ugh ugh
Ugh ugh ugh
Ugh ugh ugh
Ugh ugh ugh
Ugh ugh ugh

 

[fox69]

"Liquor And Dat Bud"

"Liquor And Dat Bud"


Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud

I wake up
I gotta get fucked up
I gotta get my dick sucked
So I won't have bad luck
Yo my nigga pass me the tops
And open up the brown bag
That's sittin on the crops, props
The top of the bottle of the hennesey
Every time I blaze a job in public
I make a lot of friends G
I feel the need for the weed
My nigga fat cackey
Hollerin I smoke a job
I know that's all Chris wants
I gotta do what I gotta do
I reach into my pocket
Reachin for my gat
Enough to be through
And plus this some action my nigg
Somkin on a mother fuckin jobs
Some motherfuckin big
It's gonna have me on a motherfuckin ground
Every body's happy not making a motherfuckin sound
But now I got the munches
I gotta get some grub
Fuckin wit that liquor and bud

Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud

Went up to the liquor store
Got me a 5th of the hennesey
Got some stouts just comin over
I hope those bitches I ready to G
Pass Paul the blunt
He take the hits and pass it back to me
Listening a new track we just droped from the A.M.P
Got back to the crib
Opened the freezer and cracked the ice tray
Fillin on some glasses
The hoes just called they on the way
Hey we great the hoes
I started porin the hennesey
The gift to see
And this shit wont be borin
Hoes will be horin
Niggaz will be scorin
Fuckin on the floors and
Deep sea explorin
But anyway the slugs feel it
And they started to sip it
Twanty minutes later
She on my dick I started to dip it
Dog that cuccey
Work that cuccey
Makin them bitchs do they duties
Soon as I got trough
Kicked they ass out
Then I watched a movie
Now my ass is layed out on a rug
Torn up fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud
Mayn

Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud

DJ Paul Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Lord Infamus Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Black Haven Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Castilia Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Magnolia Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
North Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Herst Village Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
South Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Clabrin Homes Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Westwood Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Orange Mound Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Bilta Grove Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Big Hampton Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Twinkle Town Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud
Memphis Fucking wit that liquor and dat bud

 

[fox69]

"Live By Yo Rep (BONE Dis)"

"Live By Yo Rep (BONE Dis)"


[Talking]
-Man it’s cold’n a muthafucka, I wish I had some ole funkdafied...
-This is ??? Shalonda, Bone Magazine, here interviewing the Triple 6
Mafia from Memphis, who has a unique quality of rap style, what would
you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?

[Lord Infamous]
Well, I shall take 1000 razor blades and press them in the flesh
Take my pitchfork out the fire, soak it in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, charcoal the muscle tissue
And send what’s left back to yo mammy
Cause that bitch might miss you
But first, I want to slowly pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead friend
I probably outta be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because I am moderately in to photography
Following through the autopsy
But man, fuck it, pour some acid on them, too
That’s what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

[Skinny Pimp]
Just look into the eyes of the mask
Slangin my AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done passed
Leavin no trace of the evidence
Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it’s strange
Cause I murdered a bitch, and the Devil just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
In the casket I make you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move
Nigga ya bleed
Bustin 17, please don’t scream, don’t run
Either long range street sweep
Never ever run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
When I’m full of yak, ain’t no clue
In 2 deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, what would you do?

[Juicy J]
First a nigga looked in the white pages for this bitch
Mafia-style nigga cause you don’t know who ya fuckin it
Called him at his fuckin home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you know I’m comin so you better be gone
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the 2 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia
2 killas at yo front door, 3 killas at yo back door
These hoes peeked through the curtains
And saw them gats pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we touched em
Man I thought you knew
That’s what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta Boo]
Think about a master plan on how to buck them bitches dead
Gangsta Boo the Devil’s Daughter comin with the livin dead
Yes I’m so so crazy, so so scandalous, I will hurt you bitch
Torture your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you bitch
Blast you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause I don’t want you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill
The Triple 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoes
We full of that weed so we proceed to take your fuckin soul
It’s not a problem when I buck you bitch, I do it smooth
That’s what the Devil’s Daughter do, now Fly what would you do?

[Playa Fly]
Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo death
Ain’t no shame up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckas jump
Pull a fucked up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you fuckin imitators, watch yo ass fuckin click
Bite a Playa’s style and slip, soon you will be stackin, bitch
Fly gon bring them body bags, Lord you touch the fuckin shovel
Dig it deep and bury that bitch
Lay em down there with the Devil
Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh that’s what the Fly would do, now Killaman what would you do?

[D.J. Paul]
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy Ghost
The Devil’s already in me so I ain’t gotta go too far to loc
You fucked up with the wrong click
So your murder’s all on my mind
Plus Satan’s inside, put my hand to this plastic 9
Burrnin from the aim, my glock knows more
Every blink of the eye
But before it’s all over, you’ll have 2 ?Loogers?
In your weak thigh
Fall on to your kness, now it’s time for you to ‘fess
My fist full of fire, I punch a hole straight through yo chest
So any trick that wanna bite of this, everything, it’s cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew

[Chorus x4:]
Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain’t takin shit
When I blast on yo ass, I’m gon empty this clip

[Lord Infamous]
See we can’t tolerate no nigga that is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I made some Krayzie gravy
It’s Eazy, and when it was time to get Bizzy
Don’t break, you can Wish, but You can’t escape
Because we crave dead Flesh
Triple 6 bitch, easily you can be next

-Yeah, bitch, the Triple 6 Mafia, breakin muthafuckin bones like it
ain’t shit, for the 9 nickel, beeyaaaaaatch!
[Talking]

 

[fox69]

"Live By Yo Rep (Radio)"

"Live By Yo Rep (Radio)"


-This is ??? Shalonda, Bone Magazine, here interviewing...
-Three 6 Mafia
-From Memphis, who has a unique quality of rap style, what would you do if
someone tried to duplicate your ideas?

[Lord Infamous]
Lord Infamous takin 1000 of razor blades
And I be pressin them into the flesh
Takin my pitchfork up out of the fire
And soakin it down in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, charcoalin the muscle tissue
And sendin what's left in the mail to mammy
Cause I think she just might miss you
But first, I want to slowly pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead friends
I probably outta be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because I am moderately in to photography
Following through the autopsy
No love for them bustas so just pour some acid all over them, too
That's what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

[Skinny Pimp]
Just look into the eyes of the mask
Slangin the AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done passed
I'm leavin no trace of the evidence
Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it's strange
Cause I murdered a victim, the Devil just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
In the casket I leave you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move
Then ya bleed
Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run
Either long range street sweep
Never ever run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, ain't no clue
In 2 deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, what would you do?

[Juicy J]
First the Juice look in the white pages for this trick
Mafia-style fool cause you don't know who ya messin with
Caught him slippin in his home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you know I'm comin so you better be gone
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the 2 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a killa from North Memphis of the Three 6 Mafia
2 killas at yo front door, 3 killas at yo back door
His broad peeked through the curtains
And saw them gats pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we touched em
Man I thought you knew
That's what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta Boo]
Think about a master plan on how to buck them bustas dead
Gangsta Boo this pimin playa comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy
So so wild I be like puttin blood on you trick
Torture your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you quick
Blast you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom:
The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill is
The Three 6 Mafia do not feel sorry and that's how the story goes
We full of them leaves so we proceed to take all of your soul
It's not a problem when I be buckin them suckas
I do it smooth
That's what this Lady Boo would do, now Paul what would you do?

[D.J. Paul]
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that holy smoke
The Devil's already up in a killa
So I feel I have not to go too far to loc
This time you crossed the wrong click
Beware your murder's all on my mind
Plus Satan's inside
Movin my hand a little closer to this plastic 9
Burnin from the angle, my glock knows more
Every blink of the eye
But before it's all gone, Bone, quickly I'm stickin them ?Loogers?
To watch you die
Dropped ya to your knees, now it's time for you to bless
Man, I be DJ Paul, Da Killaman, with a fist full of fire
Punch a hole straight through yo chest
So bustas hear me close, you stole some styles and dis that's cool
But steppin up to the bloody glock 9 millimeter
Three 6 dang fools, ain't fools the best, what would you do?

[Chorus x4:]
Bone,live by yo rep cause we know you bound to slip
When we blast with that mask we gon empty this clip

[Lord Infamous]
See we can't tolerate no sissy that is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I made some Krayzie gravy
It's Eazy, and when it was time to get Bizzy
Don't break, you can Wish, but You can't escape
Because we crave dead Flesh
Three 6 tricks, easily you can be next

-Yeah, the Three 6 Mafia, straight outta Memphis, breakin these bones like it
ain't shit, for the 9 nickel, triyaaaaaack!

 

[fox69]

"Lock Down"

"Lock Down"


Yeah you know what im sayin, these lil flodgin ass niggas
come down on the lower level actin like they hard.
Off the street ass punk! yaint bout shit nigga!
Bring that shit to the floor nigga, got 4 mo muthafuckin days nigga
go get yo ass delt with bitch!
Nigga gone get yo mufuckin ass put in a piledriver nigga.
Bring it to the floor muthafucka
you cant fuck wit dis pimp nigga (Vrroom Vrroom Vroom)
Don't get yo ass put into a muh fuckin piledriver like I said aaaaa

[Juicy J]
It started out into a one lock down
me and paul in a hopeless cell
waitin to use the fuckin phone
waitin to get a fuckin bell
some people think 2 on 1 is just a place for cops and robbers
niggas still smokin weed constantly, passing dollars
mase in yo face when it's time to get buckwild
cuz lawyer fees are high as hell
payin these can't even help my trial
So while I'm thinkin to myself
a nigga walked right up to me
lookin me up and down wit a frown
smellin like a bottle of Crown
but I dont give a fuck
cuz this hoe gone make me make the news
for shankin niggas in the neck
whippin guns and takin shoes
he threw up a gang sign
I turned my back didnt pay em no mind
and when I looked around again
he threw it up another time
I said yo whats up fool
is there somethin that your trying to proove
I aint wit that gang shit
he smiled and fired up a Kool
walked a little closer to me
I'ma pull them dreds up outta his head
he didnt show no violent act
but in a low tone this is what he said

[Chorus]
Killa, Killa, whatcha gonna do
get blessed in the red, I get blessed in the blue
on the 34th floor they got them G's claimin true
So whatcha gonna do, young killa

[ScareCrow]
Ya gotta have somebody watchin somebody else
and them watchin somebody too
while you watchin everybody
cuz they ass is out to get you
no matter if you
in the dope game
or the rap game
or what situation
you hear my friend
there is no such thing as a fuckin friend
mabey you got to get them secretly
they out to get you
cant no love be in yo heart
by the way fuck these hoes too
you know they just as devious as ni-gga-ros
that ho don't love yo ass
and fool if you was broke she'd blow like smoke
And fuck these police ass niggas, snitches pull the sword
Stab you in ya back for a muthafuckin re-ward
junky muthafuckers sittin down at the precinct
Lookin at pictures trying to damnify a nigga
On the realla man, this game is so filthy
And everybody guilty, niggas talkin trilly
so keep next to clip see
man trust is somethin that I never had much faith in
cuz fuckin wit niggas you will end up in the state pen

[Chorus]

[DJ Paul]
yeah, aww shit they tryna blues up on my candy
they said somebody done dropped the time that these
playa hatas can stand me
and now my burbons on the record at about eleven
in the back of the car, Im hope'n I see tha 9-7-11
45 they done brought that dog
me and Crunchy eye to eye while chris be snuffin in dro
I heard a roomer that damn hound done found my stash
fo I done had for juice a blow
and a infa red on my 40 and a glock
aww fuck, we on our way to da do someone
this shit was foolin around for while but now it ain't so fun
but little do they know ben's made friends
I had to spend plenty of em
but we ain't seein no payin at least this shit

[Gangsta Boo]
Nigga let me ask you are you really down wit yo game
or when you get locked up do that shit change
Now I'm comin real, tryna know the deal
bout you killas, are you just them shiesty niggas
that hang around drug dealers
when yo ass be locked up
ho, do you be like doin chores
for so cockin that you in
like VDs and bite lures
let this lady kick some knowledge
for niggas thats full of flodgin
Its garuanteed to get fucked up
by the real bosses killa killa killa
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
You fucked up, you gonna get stuck up because you ain't true
For that simple reason, found you shakin, bleedin, in yo cell
now yo ass done bought a one way ticket to a burnin hell

yeah for you niggas that's thinkin that 2 on 1 is a joke
(a muthafuckin game)
you muthafuckas (watch you back nigga)
a nigga need to work that trunk ho
rock man, rock man let me get some rock man
(rock man pass the muthafuckin Kool-aid bitch!!)

 

[fox69]

"Lolli Lolli (Pop That Body)"

"Lolli Lolli (Pop That Body)"


[Intro]
Yup! Three 6 Mafia!!
Featuring Project Pat, young D, let's go

[Chorus]
Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body
Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body
Chocolate lolli, cherry lolli
'Nilla lolli, pink lolli
Red hot, red hot
Red hot hot
Let that lolli pop - oooooooh; let that lolli pop - oooooooh
Let that lolli pop - oooooooh; let that lolli pop - oooooooh

[Verse 1]
Now lawdy lawdy lawdy (lawdy) please Lord have some mercy (mercy)
This girl is throwin Judy (Judy) I think she 'bout to hurt me (hurt me)
See she went front to back (back) then she went side to side (side)
I'm throwing blanky jankies (jankies) I think I need a ride (ride)
One pocket full of pills (pills) and a little bag of that cola (cola)
The other one full of weed (weed) and a semi auto pistol-a (tol-a)
See I ain't no dancin dude (dude) but I can lean like a cholo (cholo)
See ma you go with me cause I can't beat not goin home solo (solo)
Ya dig?

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
They call me the Juice when I'm at strip club
I put down a hundred or a du-uh-uh-uhhhb
It don't matter to a player I'm a stu-uh-uh-uhhhd
Cause when I leave the club I'ma fu-uh-uh-uhhhck
You can ride with the mayne if he givin up the brain
Little scared to ride wit'cha I don't even know your name
There's a whole lotta room in the front of the Range
Like Barack Obama said yeah it's time for a change
Pull over on the roll on the back seat (back seat)
Pop that body now you got me (got me)
You a fine chick kinda classy (classy)
Said her name was Ten now I'm grabbin (grabbin)
Cuz she got grip on the whip
With her big round booty with the silicone tits
Shit she bouncin on my lap and she tryin to own six
I whispered in her ear "Yeah (It's Hard For a Pimp)"

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
All my ladies with a body, put yo' hands in the URR
Youse a good lookin hottie, put yo' hands in the URR
Project Pat, lookin for a model, poppin that booty, I'ma pop bottles
Your girl's a cutie, know she gargles, don't get me wrong, I keep them hollows
Shorty hot, watch her rock, let me see that lolli pop
Body rock, don't you stop, I love the way that booty drop
Sideways, front back, up and down I like that
Cherry lolli, chocolate lolli, I wanna see you pop that lolli

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Long And Hard (Original)"

"Long And Hard (Original)"


[Chorus]
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (let me take my dick out insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (let me take my dick out insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (let me take my dick out insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (let me take my dick out insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (insert it in a mouth)
The dick the dick that's in your mouth
long and hard (insert it in a mouth)

[Lord Infamous]
Scarecrow loves you bitches with them pink lips
Wrap your mouth around and hoe please don't trip
You told me bitch that you can make your tounge dance
We'll bitch let that muthafucka dance down my pants
Ohh hoe I know you wanna choose me
Let's make this a porno movie
I told you on the last song bitch what's up
You don't remember it was lick my nuts lick my nuts
It feels so good when you lick all around it
You wanna know what makes me happy
Bitch you found it
You think that Lord Infamous is gonna dis you
You're a dick suckin bitch I wanna kiss you
And if you talkin bout some muthafuckin downtown
I will beat yo ass all the way to downtown
So open your mouth darlin go ahead and do the job
I want my dick in your mouth long and hard

The killa man loves you bitches who love to suck dick
I tell you what I'm a lay back and let you take a lick
Open all wide and get ready to swollow the dick whole
And later maybe I'll take you take it out and let you lick the feet hoe
Me get a rush I feel like ? in my guts
Approaching the dick don't stop now the nuts are about to bust
All in your face how do it taste do you like the shit
Then maybe one day we can hook up and have a part 2 bitch
No we can't be together hoe
So don't even ask
You wanna be my trick then you gotta pass another task
It's a million more niggaz in the triple six
That means a million more dicks for your lips to grip
You think you up to it
Here we gonna do it
Let's meet at 6 o'clock
You gotta lots pants to rock
And with them triple six niggaz there is no holds barred
You gotta swallow the dick long and hard

 

[fox69]

"Long Nite"

"Long Nite"


[Koopsta Knicca]
I gotta plan in command on your ass bitch
This little short young niggas in them caskets
You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
Better run by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo, and Scarecrow
Theres a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into a nigga like Koop a nutcase
Here I can tell by tha day its gonna be a long night
When I take a swipe for you life my big black buldgin' nine
Now while I'm kickin' niggas fiendin'
Just to kill 'em though
Before I go I get them Swishaz with them Navajos
Upon tha mighty Mississippi
Now can I fuckin' kick it
You better answer quick
Before I hit you for them riches

[Lord Infamous]
Cuz them niggaz want to really try to jump up
But they know they gonna catch a couple
of my sub-machine gun fire to they jaws
I kick shit flyin' through tha air
You wanna dare to test me ?
I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna break some laws
I practice secret forms of voodoo culture
Dead flesh culture
From my pet vultures
Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond human measurements
Into my private temple in tha middle of Mount Everest
Smokin pine as I sky dive off a mountain
In my mind blood squirtin' high out of fountains
Countin corpses in my black fortress
In tha hallway paintin' satanic portraits

[DJ Paul]
See it was me, Lil Buck, and my nigga Lil Knife
And some thug ass fool I never seen in my life
We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha gold bones and vogues
Full grain
Cloth top
Steady pullin' them hoes
Tha nigga that I didn't know said he had some on a weed
And stoppin' by tha crib so he can get up on some cheese
I've seen shit in tha game as soon as he opened his mouth
We dropped him off tha fool went behind tha fuckin' house
I didn't think shit about it but some minutes had to pass
Make me really not trust his busta ass
I looked around and somethin' just made my eye switch
Twenty mo niggaz dressed just like tha bitch
Not takin' no chances I'm knowin' it's a stick up
But when we tried to bail we got blocked by a pickup
Dropped tha fools tryin to test my pimpin'
To see what I'm all about
But speakin to soon I got blasted
When I stepped up out tha Cadillac
Vision blur I'm seein' 9-9
I was up on my back seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign
Lil Buck slamed right into them durves
Baby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha curb
My nigga Lil Knife let tha Tech start rippin' me
From tha last hoes who still stood on they feet
Now we gettin' tha fuck up out of the hood
That was all wrong but takin some lifes made it right
It was a long night

[Juicy "J"]
It was a long night when I was locked down in 201
Back against tha wall smokin a square cuz it aint no fun
Watch them niggas fight over phone calls
Gettin' buck
Knowin' when they get they life sentence man they ass stuck
Niggas always nervous cuz they servin bustas with a swords
Pullin' tha real killaz, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords
Lower level aint a joke
A nigga got his neck broke
Thrown to tha ground like a bitch pickin' up tha soap
But I wasn't goin cas a nigga like me kept my shank
If a fool stepped to me his face'll be in tha paint
Waitin' for a guard talkin' smart
It'll be a fight
In 201 locked down
It was a long ass night

[Lord Infamous]
We caught them devils basement
I walked down tha hallway
Where tha walls are lined with candle light
Sacraficin'
Goin' it enter tha Triple Six Mafia gun room
Soon I will choose tha weapon I find most appropriate
For reasons I take tha Smith & Wesson and a Mac 10
Paul walked in he grabbed a street sweeper
Grim Reaper and a Glock 19
Crunchy Black he took tha goddamn M-16
Boo called tha Koopsta
Told him to get tha shovel ready for burial
Of the bodies
Lets put them on Unsolved Mysteries
Ease please creep up in tha trees with tha night scope
And held it on tha blunt can blow nothin' but red dope
Them niggas died in a blast we stuck they gas in
Motha fuckin' Triple 6 assassins