You mean it's not cool to get your Reynaldo on with trophy pieces and grailage?
THWEET, crakkage tonight then
Then again, if I was you--meaning somebody that is in the record game for business as well as pleasure--I might consider auctioning off the sealed one, and then buying an unsealed one for half the price.
CRINK YOU CREAMY LIKE A ZANGER DOOD: RECOGNIZE REAL
OKAY?
Sippin' On Some Syrup Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia [ Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Three 6 Mafia ] [ Send to a friend ]
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip [Repeat 8x]
[Pimp C] I'm trill working the wheel, a pimp not a simp Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pinchin' and bargaining You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit You got the funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kit Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us I got the wet promenthazine, thick orange and yellow tuss Hydrocor-zone, on the hands-free phone The '84 zone, on them blades, 20-inch chrome If you got 16, you can get a biz-zerd I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizz-erp
[DJ Paul] Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas they want it want it Some niggas they joan it joan it, but I be fucked up up on it We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't bout that bullshit If we gon' get high we gon' get high, and we gon' house a bitch Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass And plus there's some type of nigga Dick hard all night and she cool with that She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice And just when you thought she was freakin' she done got super loose Niggas come in by threes and deuces all in circles like duck-duck-goose All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit 40 dollars for just one ounce ounce plus Tuss and X is how its pronounced Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man I'm bout all out
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip [Repeat 4x]
[Juicy J] People always asking me, "Me the Three 6 high on that" Rolling on them X pills, stuttering pup-pup powder packs Woah-wuh where the weed at, ain't like that we need that Nyquil will slow me down, something that keep me easy Nothing like that yella yella that will have you itching man Talking like you "What's up, fool?" Vocal chords sounding lame In my days all we did was chief out on a quarter pound Gone on coke, eyes are bucked, this here shit will knock you down Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill Once again, on my wicked high, gotta have that drank Heard my name, Gino, I feel like I'm gonna fucking faint
[Bun B] Nigga tell me what you know bout Frank, Nito and Young Guido Paul and Vito, we play a tune it sweeter than Pedito With my Three 6 nigga pouring up in my southern creedo Quick fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Vito Cause you fronting rap sanger, be creamy like a Zanger You ain't from the manger boy, but you gets the middle finger Come bang her, rum dranker, occaisionally take Your bitch to the Telly and be a dick and cum slanger When Big Bun come danger, nigga ring your alarm Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palm And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom And for the most I'm steady sippin' on some sizzerp
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip [Repeat til fade]
I'm definitely feeling any thread that can encompass appreciation both of "Precious Wing" and of the manner in which Ecstacy and orange juice render a woman more susceptible to septuple penetration.
I'm definitely feeling any thread that can encompass appreciation both of "Precious Wing" and of the manner in which Ecstacy and orange juice render a woman more susceptible to septuple penetration.
BEST BELIEVE IT STONE COLD GREAZY WORD TO THE BIZZO BURTON
Comments
Records are for listening.
THWEET, crakkage tonight then
then again, the CD is coppable for $10 off Smithsonian.com
Then again, if I was you--meaning somebody that is in the record game for business as well as pleasure--I might consider auctioning off the sealed one, and then buying an unsealed one for half the price.
^^^
Because:
http://www.smithsonianglobalsound.org/trackdetail.aspx?itemid=22825
JEAH!
Thanks FR, now I can make the RIGHT choice about the RAER in my life.
MY PRECIOUS WING
PRECIOUS WING....
PRECIOUS WING
YOU ARE....
But let us be clear: if you do let go of the sealed one, you must buy the very next unsealed copy that surfaces.
This is not a record that you sell in order to buy your girl a lobster dinner.
YOU CREAMY LIKE THE ZANGER
best believe
I will cop a few unsealed ones when the opportunity presents itself
the CD will hold it down though
CRINK YOU CREAMY LIKE A ZANGER
DOOD: RECOGNIZE REAL
OKAY?
Sippin' On Some Syrup Lyrics
by Three 6 Mafia
[ Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Three 6 Mafia ] [ Send to a friend ]
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
[Repeat 8x]
[Pimp C]
I'm trill working the wheel, a pimp not a simp
Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp
We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning
Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pinchin' and bargaining
You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit
You got the funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kit
Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us
I got the wet promenthazine, thick orange and yellow tuss
Hydrocor-zone, on the hands-free phone
The '84 zone, on them blades, 20-inch chrome
If you got 16, you can get a biz-zerd
I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizz-erp
[DJ Paul]
Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas they want it want it
Some niggas they joan it joan it, but I be fucked up up on it
We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't bout that bullshit
If we gon' get high we gon' get high, and we gon' house a bitch
Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass
And plus there's some type of nigga
Dick hard all night and she cool with that
She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice
And just when you thought she was freakin' she done got super loose
Niggas come in by threes and deuces all in circles like duck-duck-goose
All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit
40 dollars for just one ounce ounce plus
Tuss and X is how its pronounced
Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man I'm bout all out
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
[Repeat 4x]
[Juicy J]
People always asking me, "Me the Three 6 high on that"
Rolling on them X pills, stuttering pup-pup powder packs
Woah-wuh where the weed at, ain't like that we need that
Nyquil will slow me down, something that keep me easy
Nothing like that yella yella that will have you itching man
Talking like you "What's up, fool?" Vocal chords sounding lame
In my days all we did was chief out on a quarter pound
Gone on coke, eyes are bucked, this here shit will knock you down
Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels
Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill
Once again, on my wicked high, gotta have that drank
Heard my name, Gino, I feel like I'm gonna fucking faint
[Bun B]
Nigga tell me what you know bout Frank, Nito and Young Guido
Paul and Vito, we play a tune it sweeter than Pedito
With my Three 6 nigga pouring up in my southern creedo
Quick fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Vito
Cause you fronting rap sanger, be creamy like a Zanger
You ain't from the manger boy, but you gets the middle finger
Come bang her, rum dranker, occaisionally take
Your bitch to the Telly and be a dick and cum slanger
When Big Bun come danger, nigga ring your alarm
Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palm
And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches
Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom
And for the most I'm steady sippin' on some sizzerp
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
[Repeat til fade]
BEST BELIEVE IT STONE COLD GREAZY
WORD TO THE BIZZO BURTON
GET ON MY LEVEL, BATCHES