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Three 6 Mafia Three 6 Mafia Presents Hypnoti

: [intro] (tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) Man: so what's up with you right now? Girl: what you mean what's up with me? what's up with you? Man

: What you boys gon' do (x6) Wha wha what you [lord infamous] I keep seeing images man it's like i'm locked in a simulator Apocalypse slayer, i'm the

the scanman We be like whatever nigga Whoop ya kaizie style nigga If you want us come get us Come bring it to the camp nigga All Hypnotize c-a-m-p posse

so they start to evaporate That's why them niggas ain't around no more Cause them niggas could sell no more Without the hypnotize or the prophet nigga

you bitches I... Still gonna keep it real, still gonna get a deal Still got my niggas looking trill with the gold grill Dirty Dirty south represent it mothafuckin baby Gangsta Boo da lady represent the hypnotize

: "Say ahh, not a thermometer, bitch, it's the nine inches" -- [Kingpin Skinny Pimp] [Chorus: repeat 4X] Ass and titties, ass and titties Ass and

cause you know i'm holdin' rank When you see the platinum rolex with the ice it make you faint Through the streets now have you heard, out the mafia droppin

[intro] (tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) Man: so what's up with you right now? Girl: what you mean what's up with me? what's up with you? Man:

What what x10 (chorus) x4 My nigga told me once don't you trust them motherfuckers They act like they your thugs but they phoney motherfuckers You