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might give her this tip (ooh)
Straight to the room, got her all on my zip (Zip it up)
Beat that thang up from the back, let me dip (From the back)
Say

all the doors that keep blocking my way, blocking my way yeah
Some may strive to be silver but I'm made of gold
The tips of their tongues remember my

No Holds Barred

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

a straight up brawl I'll mall alla y'all
Ya try to crawl for Tylenol and I install
Big fists in your face, the blow is well placed
Spray 'em with mace in

songs in this shit
Stayed too long in this shit
But by the month, man
I was there so much niggas had
To lay futons in this shit
Owe it to my aunt Suzanne

bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,

bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,

full of cash too
Be thrown in tha air
Cause I could take that and spend pair of
M8 gears with the front tips and
The lights in the rear
Use my spare

and bait worms, eek
Ease in the weeds, no safe word, K?
No kayfabe, all true tales from the pay grade
Heavy on malaise and away games
The tiptoe tailed by

Flacko put 'em in the dirt
French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth
Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse
Yeah, uh, put in work
Schoolboy Q with

try to face this 

The Naughty by the Nature gonna lace this 

Track, we be the cream of the pack 

Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cause

On the Smooth Tip

Sweet Tee

It's Tee Time

1989

Testin my mic one two one two 
I'm here to entertain yes this means you 
Don't need no help all by myself 
I proceed 'cause you need to enjoy

Late night falling in love with the stage light
All I want is you- I just wanna do you right
Now call my phone up- I'ma just hang tight
I'ma get your

Ghosts

Hey, yeay

Demons in my head
Forcing me to lie
To myself
Everyday
All the time

Demons on my back
Leading light
Guiding me
Down down down

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

of my satchel
Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and
Asked if they had a laugh in stock
That was fuckin' stupid...

You got it twisted
All 'cause

of that anger gone make you old
We ready for them good times
Baby let's go
With all this type of energy my body won't drop
So hot
Feeling like Q-Tip when

Empowered and entrusted by every government
Questionable ethics sparing us from judgement
Anomaly apprehension at all expenses
Preparing humanity for

Yo!
That's what I got everybody up in the Bronx sayin'
(Get the fuck outta here)
Everybody up in the Bronx is sayin' yo!
That's Flav shit nigga

bout
Bitches on my tip when I step in and when I walk out
I'm cold blooded
My stones flooded, my temperature drop
I take these lil niggas to school,

the rescue
Got these pictures on my wall got me drowning in memories
Heartbreak season now I'm an op and an enemy
In a penalty box 5 minutes all it took then

sickness they need to know Satan
They got Covid-19 Adrenochrome tainted
Need a home test kit make that Q tip pop
Get all my info from the tip top Q drops

they back in the rear
Big boy drip these diamonds light the room up like a chandelier (Blinding)
Gotta stay on point and shit on these niggas got racks

Who Run It

Three 6 Mafia

Playlist: The Very Best of Three 6 Mafia

2014

the nazi cops, tossin' out the bags of herb
Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel
If you want to punk me out, pop these niggas in

rubber 
See I don't really need no Trojan
I was sittin' in a cell when I made that "I Remember"
Now I'm fuckin' all these bitches and they name I don't

on Twitter
Gon' get bit up by the alligators
Once you thrown in a river
Why they hate us? 'Cause they don't know
No one that keep it mo' realer
Really want all