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Sippin' on Some Syrup [Explicit]

by UGK

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You ol' pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass, Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y Jelly-packing-ass nigga You better get your bitch ass up off the street, nigga You got five seconds to get your hating ass up outta here (Pouring up and showing up, bitch) 'Cause it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking sco', y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers, Get the fuck up out of here, bitch Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass, getting high-ass niggas in here, Three 6, UGK, nigga, we putting it down in this motherfucker And we ain't playing wit'chu, y'all know the motherfucking sco', homie Now pour it up, nigga Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip For a trill, working the wheel, a pimp not a simp Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning Punk niggas make me sick with all the pidgeoning and bargaining You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit You got a funny Geneva evil watch, with the Ferrari kit Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us I got the web from mezzazine, thick orange and yellow cuffs Hyper called on, on the hands-free phone The '84 roam, on them blades, 20-inch chrome If you got 16, you can get a biz-erp I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that siz-erp Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas they want it want it Some niggas they join it joint it, but I be fucked up up on it Well we're the Mafia 6, and we ain't bout that bullshit If we gon' get high we gon' get high, and we gon' haves a bitch Two niggas all at the mouth, niggas all at the ass And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all night and she cool with that She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super loose Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit Forty dollars for just one ounce ounce, plus tussionex is how it's pronounced Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip People always asking me, is the Three 6 high on that? Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs Woah, where the weed at, ain't like that we need that NyQuil will slow me down, something that keep me easy Nothing like that yella yella, that'll have you itching, man Talking like, what's up, fool? Vocal chords sounding lame In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit'll knock you down Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill Once again, on my wicked high, gotta have that drank Yeah, my nig, y'ain't know, I feel like I'm gonna fucking faint Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Pedito With my Three 6 niggas pouring up in my southern credo Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Bido 'Cause you fronting rap sangers, be creamy like a Zanger You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger Humdanger, rum dranker, occasionally take Your bitch to the telly and be a dick and cum slanger When Big Bun come danger, nigga, ring your alarm Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palm And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom For the most, I'm steady sipping on some sizzurp Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip

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