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The Sound of Swedish House (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Sound Of Swedish House: Unmixed For DJ’s (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Take Care Take Care Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Ake Persson Swedish All Stars (Ake Persson) · The Swedish Jazz Kings (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Swedish Radio Sessions (The Searchers) · Our Swedish Collection (Smokie) · Our Swedish Collection (The Bellamy Brothers) – and 90 other albums »


Nike SBs
Raving with S.H.M. London to N.Y.C.

I got my visa and my visa
A diva and her dealer,
Bitch I'm up on the guest list
With the Swedish house
Nike SBs
Raving with S.H.M. London to N.Y.C.

I got my visa and my visa
A diva and her dealer,
Bitch I'm up on the guest list
With the Swedish house
Nike SBs
Raving with S.H.M. London to N.Y.C.

I got my visa and my visa
A diva and her dealer,
Bitch I'm up on the guest list
With the Swedish house
tell
'Cause my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to fuck this nigga 
Take his money- Pimpin' 'till I die
Hypnotize Minds be the label that pay me
Fuck you
everytime I see your face
I'ma spray like war, bring it on

[Koopsta Nicca]
Who that be between then trees tryin to take a peek at me
(??) if you from these
I'm your Reiseführer. Gimme the drums!
Sitting in a coffee-house
Drink Martini dry
Julius Caesar
Mighty Mouse
Watchinq girls go by.
Palms are
friends I know them hoes will miss you
You should have warned them that the Three 6 Mafia out to get cha
Would you walk to his house with a pistol
Could you
Inglewood
Blood, tell 'em your name
Lil' Hawk Red Riding Hood
The C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaim
D.L.B. Mafia/Lanes and ain't shit changed
You Ricket
Triple, triple, triple, triple
Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia
Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy
Fli-Flizy comin gunnin three six runnin

[Verse 1
Snooze motherfucker 

Move motherfucker 

Loose motherfucker 

Put your face down to the floor 

And don't you take a look up 

I heard about what you
for Mafia so take that, Uh, and this one's for...
You know Frank kept me iced out
Mink dragon, seven figures in my bank account
All that material
the central intelligence, the family, offing the agency Mafia
One big set of criminal gangs working together in cahoots

Hitmen
Murderers everywhere
come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar that I'm spittin'
chicken nights how's nice
Rule out, silk low valley, Mafia crew house
Drink vine, moon shine wine, sip it, fool out
Rollin wit a burner no doubt, shorty
years of kind occupation?
We will take them like sheep in their beds as they sleep
On the second night of their new year
Devoutly at home they'll be
lovin' instead 
I won't tire 
Take me higher 

Building a house of fire, baby 
Buildin' it with our love 
We are buildin' a house of fire every time
a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than

Lord, hittin', here comes the two
a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than

Lord, hittin', here comes the two
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire
I got a cobra snake for a necktie
Got a house down by the roadside made out of rattlesnake hide
Come on child
for Mafia so take that, Uh, and this one's for...
You know Frank kept me iced out
Mink dragon, seven figures in my bank account
All that material
around, with the Underground
But when I'm with the Mafia we droppin' YA
And if you're a hoe then I'll be knockin' ya, baby why not
You shouldn't jock me
left 'em up in a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than

Lord, hittin', here
Bus ride
Then I'm cross-town
I take my seat
And watch the streets go by
Traffic lights
Then a left hand turn
I'm almost to the street where you live
Come on baby, just let me know
Let me know when we take it, take it, take it to the house 
Come on baby I got to know 
Can we take it, take it,
Deep in tha house
Junior M.A.F.I.A.



[Chorus]
[Skin Deep]
 Baby just stop
 I'm so tired of playing
 Stop, no more games
 Baby just stop
 I