Lyrics:
the A but got all of Houston with me
At the superbowl pullin' groups of hoes six deep nigga!
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar,
thing that their funky futurist
Classic Stankonia album suggests
This is true of their backing singers, too
And also the brilliantly-primed musicians who
3D
3D
3D
On the block like Timmy D
Busting moves like Pistol Pete
Four solos, two group albums, Got six rings like twenty three
Donatello on repeat
Got
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
mission complete (Wait)
I take the stock off this rifle
I'm knee deep in this shit I'm never stifled
I'm holding my gun up high like the Eiffel
I'm single
the 6th grade since you was sober
All you can remember is that bullshit, they told ya
In the middle of the hood, how you get bit by a cobra
Well, I guess
on the muthafucking corner just bopping
When I just ride by the damn bus stop and
Stop pop trunk and niggaz just jocking
Yeah these hoes just steady be watching
in the shadow of the Pole,
With a little coffin six by three and a grief you can't control?
Have you ever sat by a frozen corpse that looks at you
original, y'all still tryina show niggas are rich
Town house niggas
I'm six cribs deep, six bank accounts in six countries
Na I'm lyin', who gives a fuck
complete you might not want to be there
Dead straw to gold bar spin fiber
Lost and found in a smitten kitten's incisors
They Aphrodite all over the burgle
can you see by the dawn’s early light? Rio Grandé
Let’s not throw out the baby with the bathwater
Make January 6th a national holiday & God… bless…
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
longevity
Ayy I'm movin' up
Can't be losin' her, I'm closing her
Could be two, four, six feet deep but I'm still here, you choosin' us
Put my heart and my
one drunk now I’m feelin’ my heart thump
Couple years in the hypersleep (oh)
I’m feelin’ fears when I roll deep (uh uh)
I’m turning gears, finna make
Yes sir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, Swishahouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia!
It's goin down
[Chorus: x4]
of sweet smells
Exhale, I'm as deep as a well
Watch Priest prevail by fear and love
Lifts off through the air like a dove above
The star circuits,
away
Sleep with that purple by her side
Now she's seeing strobe light
Her last man did her wrong
And he left her mind gone
She's just fading away
Till
problems we gone fix them
You don't wanna face the nine and get carried out by six
Imma stay away from twelve and go hit another lick
Tried to lock me up in
Called it lean don't know what it means
Baby there's something behind the seems
Manipulated by my feels
Cut deep, cannot heal
Triple 6, what's the deal
coast G you had to leave the six
You in the 3-1-3 (we still don't believe in Kriz)
Pushin 50 tryna reinvent yourself doing mumble rap
You couldn't wash
H-town, home of the candy paint
Home of the 84's and vogues and the purple drank
Yeh this the city that's slow, the city that's thowed
The city where
be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep)
They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep
be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep)
They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep
six feet deep
'Cause we knock 'em unconscious
With that nonsense
Read in between that fine print
Think about lyrical content
Then about where your time
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