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Three 6 Mafia The End

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 cause i make em' up stick Triple 6 mafia

muthafuckin dick that Feeds you. Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- Triple fuckin 6

stayin' Gotta have a lady that wanna do what i do Likes skippin'work or love cuttin' high school Servin' all the playas in the three 6 mafia Camcorder

dodge ya'll All i want is you to come and walk along with me Three 6 mafia and killa klan kaze He's in to hang the three Is what the angel said to me

and top em All up in my trunk [m child] Dynamite i'm tossin Hatas crossin Its da end bitch U runnin into bullet proof Hoe, we still da triple 6 Prophet

nigga named koop he lookin' for the bud Gangsta boo she lookin' for the bud Dj jus borne he lookin' for the bud My nigga crunchy black he lookin' for the bud Triple 6 mafia

: Chorus I represent where them killaz hang (lord infamous) The ganja i'm chokin' The laws'll get broken The pussies are open The killas is scopin'

: [Hook]Juicy J Wolf Wolf all you want run yo mouth in da street, but ya aint gon fuck with a pitch of me, I dun give a mother fuck if you 100 deep,

: [DJ Paul] This for all my players out there ridin'... spinners I don't care where you at, the club parking lot The express way, whatever What I want