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mafia
You can find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter

I'll wake up in the morning with a
Mild
mafia
You can find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter

I'll wake up in the morning with a
Mild
mafia
You can find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter

I'll wake up in the morning with a
Mild
the hold with the stench and the cold
And drug all the babies with schnapps
Someone shouts, "Valkömmen till Sverige
You are in Swedish waters at last"
Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut

That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
day
Sucked all day, smoking blunts, counting cheese
Fucking bitches 'til they assholes bleed
What you say ba-by

[Chorus]

[Luke]
Sometimes
Muthafucka, sometimes, you feel like a nut

That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
need to take care of my business
Well why are you pussy-eatin' motherfuckers in it
You about to witness a mafia called Triple 6
Real niggas that don't
to the other side
Keepin' yo' grip up in the air as I guide you
Buckin' on motherfuckers 
Me and my pistol; best friends wippin' on you suckers

((((CHORUS))))
ho run you
Back in the day you don't know what they've been through
No snitchin, shake hands, eye contact, fake friends, ain't shit
No regrets,