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coulda blind me
Grimy
Wake you out ya sleep with one ninety
Gemzstar with the Nemstar, buck ninety
Come try me
Punk, the pump right by me
You

one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make

my ice in the room now its cold
If we wasn't bout we did it
They saying they like how we living
I Been doing too much
And counting these bucks
To give

(Mmmmhhhhhhhh)
Baby you a vibe cause you too too
Gotta lose my pride cause you too too
Never would I lie cause you too too
Look me in my eye cause

Accordions and Tim Buck Two
Devilishly suited eggs
Wilted like my yesterdays
Fondled by the testing grounds
Hands pop down from ceiling cows
Udders stretch

of mind
Emotions are too powerful 
To be wielded by a fool
Trigger fingers on my heart
Mean I always carry a tool
It took a toll on me
'Till I learned

It's the number one crew in the area!

The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents

Die a Soldier

Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse

2000

youse a great bitch
Just letting you know got thoughts of red
Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44
Never see my cowards 
I got too much pride

Lucky I'm mature now
I don't want smoke unless I can catch a body leave town
That's for sure now
Aston is four-door now
House by the white folks
Leak

bitches they come by the dozen
Just pulled up on Fior he stuffing a Russian
My feet is not Dior these Tims what I stomp in
But back to this bitch she be

I drink coffee to make it through the night
I like long roads with straight lines of white
I prefer Buck Owens to anything on the radio
And if you're

backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper

a pеrson, you shittin’ me?
Lookin’ at my bitch I can tell by her
Facе that I coulda bought a purse, fuck that
It coulda been worse, trust that
Think about

and deluded by the ties
Is you fuckin' with me?
Is you iffy fuckin' with me?
Need my pockets hundred thousand
Times buck fifty, feel like 50
Is you fuckin' with

Verse 1:

I wake up everyday with success on my mind  
Mothafuckas hatin on me every time I ride by 
Mothafuckas hatin on me cause they know I’m that

niggas running out of bucks
Know my opp niggas yea they running out of bucks
Help a nigga out and he treat you like a crutch
Had to cut a nigga up
I was

I don't need me a Ferrari, I just want a car that don't break down while I am on the highway
I don't need a million bucks, I just need enough to make

that tool (Up It)
Buck that tool (Buck It)
Fuck that do? (Nothin')
What that do? (Ugh Nothin')
Fuck that tool (Fuck It)
Get that too, That don't do

them bucks
WAWAWA
I showed all the zeroes my zeroes, they left in a hearse
Then sold one of my heroes Berried Alive merch

Haters all claim my shit is

myself
Huggin snug on the gap
Gone ham on it like
Mclovin the crack
Double stuff muffin
Gravy gape straight in the back
Buck buck two shot minimal
Only

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling 
Girl by my side she is such a cutie 
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie 
Other one on the floor

They ain't never show no love but Fin ain't never gave a fuck
Trying to love the wrong people I done got my heart buck
Had to go a long journey just

I don't give a two fuck

Like what the fuck
Tryna get your head buck
Like get the fuck
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Body Parts

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

And step em when K- Rocin 
don't fuck with dis, see 
See if you wit me 
if you wit me 
mon 
We buck em down 
We buck em down 
Only one 
Comin out of that