![]() Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).These niggas got plenty ana', but they ain't got plenty guns I'm bustin' out luxury cars, still got these hoes on the run I'm hearin' plenty mean words, but ain't no actions to boot We can do some straight war for war, we can do some stickin' and movin' We can meet in the middle of these streets or in the middle of this ring I can pop your chest, plastic Glock, or pop your jaw, diamond rings Bitch, don't hate me, hate the bank, for stacks of cheese that I take Or hate my shiny wristband, and big-ass rims I rotate See people flip when I'm comin', got suckers sick at the stomach They wonderin' what I brought in, they wonderin' what I got comin' Niggas, I'm comin' like this, off in your mouth like a bitch Trust me, when you think of me, I'm bringing water, I'll start it What's the business? It's that player that you love to hate, always see come out the bank Always have to mention my name, when you high on that drank Catch up with this boy you can't, cause you know I'm holdin' rank When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it make you faint Through the streets now have you heard, 'bout the Mafia droppin' birds Runnin' from the narcs and cops, tossin' out the bags of herb Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel If you wanna punk me out, Cartiers and a Dracula grill These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin'!), shit but y'all mouth Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out Get the embed code Three 6 Mafia - Most Known Unknown Album Lyrics1.Ain’t Got Time for Gamez2.Body Parts 3(Ft.Hypnotize Camp Posse)3.Dancin On A Pole (Ft.Chrome)4.Dancin' On a Pole5.Don't Violate6.Half On A Sack7.Knock the Black Off Yo Ass8.Let’s Plan a Robbery9.Most Known Unknown Hits10.Poppin' My Collar11.Poppin’ My Collar12.Roll With It13.Side 2 FlyThree 6 Mafia Lyrics provided by In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weedīut maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than the best of the treesĭJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and MJG, and Young Buck we don't give a fuckĪnd we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth Where the nigga really good sticky number atĬuttin through the cigarillo like a lumberjack ![]() MJ gonna sprinkle in some of that super incredible Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit, blow that shit out slow In the car wit a pimp where she supposed ta be So I broke you down lil mama and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark) Right from the start (Right from the start) Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain) Niggas can't stand it but them hoes gon' come outĬuz them niggas still let me smoke for free Its purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down ![]() These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires She gotta give it up before she get in my carĬuz when I'm in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar ![]() Vision messed up cuz I'm drinkin the lean Ridin through the hood got me grippin the grainĪnd I'm sippin the same while I'm changin the lanes Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains Tone in my lap and you know it's the pumpīreakin down the good weed rollin the blunt Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk I gotta stay fly I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I IĬall me the juice and you know Imma stunt
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