Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
"Pass Me Lyrics"
Tear It Loose Lyrics
[Originally performed by Twisted Sister] there ain't no way I'm gonna wait for Saturday night I worked all day, I slaved away I gotta set it right gonna hit the streets, cruise around I gotta find some action ain't gonna stop until i drop or get some
[Originally performed by Twisted Sister] there ain't no way I'm gonna wait for Saturday night I worked all day, I slaved away I gotta set it right gonna hit the streets, cruise around I gotta find some action ain't gonna stop until i drop or get some
[Chours 2x]
Pass me da mutha-fuckin' blunt mane
Hurry up or else somebody's gonna get sprayed
Caugh and choke on the weed is just what I do
Caugh and choke on the weed is just what I do
[Crunchy Black]
Smoke dis, smoke dat, smoke weed, smoke crack
Everybody gettin' high, high off they fuckin' sac
Everybody know me, know me by Black
Black be smokin' weed mane, smokin' weed by da stack
Got dis, got dat, got swishers, got blacks
Got dat smoked out no doubt, bumpin' on the fuckin' track
Gonna get high mane, roll
Girls & Pills Lyrics
Forget yourself for a day And all your friends keep tellin you That I'm dying Well, I'm thinking about surviving Now you're floating away I know your name I know your face like a stranger But I'm liking the taste of the danger So leave to get high mane
Smoke till I die mane, ain't no fuckin' thang
I'ma smoke till I die, I'ma break down that swisher
I'ma fill it up wit weed, I'ma blow it like a mista
Ain't no smokin' wit me mane, ain't no smokin' wit me mista
When you leave here dawg, you gone leave here in blistas'
You gone have to pull ya pistols because ya high and ya smooth
And ya think we mix our weed with some god damn eww (hey!)
You must be tootin', tootin' on that fruit in ya cell (man!)
Nigga the only thang I mix my weed with is god damn cell
Forget yourself for a day And all your friends keep tellin you That I'm dying Well, I'm thinking about surviving Now you're floating away I know your name I know your face like a stranger But I'm liking the taste of the danger So leave
Smoke till I die mane, ain't no fuckin' thang
I'ma smoke till I die, I'ma break down that swisher
I'ma fill it up wit weed, I'ma blow it like a mista
Ain't no smokin' wit me mane, ain't no smokin' wit me mista
When you leave here dawg, you gone leave here in blistas'
You gone have to pull ya pistols because ya high and ya smooth
And ya think we mix our weed with some god damn eww (hey!)
You must be tootin', tootin' on that fruit in ya cell (man!)
Nigga the only thang I mix my weed with is god damn cell
Wordless Chorus Lyrics
So Much Goin On These Days - Forget About Instinct - It's Not What Pays. Pleasure - Up And Down My Smile: 1. A Carton Of Eggs Think. 2. It's All Worthwhile. Tell Me Spirit - What Has Not Been Done? I'll Rush Out And Do It. Or Are We Doin It Now? Wordlesschorus.[Chours 2x]
[Crunchy Black]
Here's a round a two a, what ya wanna do a?
Smoke that fuckin' weed, smoke some fuckin' budda
You might as well gone head suit up, What ya waana do a?
Break that fuckin' weed down, Put that fuckin' toot up
You knew a, I was comin' threw dis bitch
I been smoked out and loced out all day lil' bitch
I don't play lil' bitch, I get paied lil' bitch
Smoke weed and get high everyday lil' bitch, and don't play
[La Chat]
Was up nigga? Pass dat dope, gone get your smoke, I'm gone hit it
Ge
La Chat be gone up off dat dojer, great for bendin' my knees
I be so blink dat I can't think, mane I'm so full of dat weed
Wanna blow a gun? Hell naw, but you know I get smoked
mane fuck my nose, it is my lungs I'm tryin' to inhale when I smoke
I get a blunt, and then I dip it in dat (?) and I'm gone
I'm so fucked up, which way is which, don't know how da fuck I got home
[Chours 2x]
[Repeat threw chours]
Dat shit's some fire, dat shit's some fire
So Much Goin On These Days - Forget About Instinct - It's Not What Pays. Pleasure - Up And Down My Smile: 1. A Carton Of Eggs Think. 2. It's All Worthwhile. Tell Me Spirit - What Has Not Been Done? I'll Rush Out And Do It. Or Are We Doin It Now? Wordlesschorus.
[Crunchy Black]
Here's a round a two a, what ya wanna do a?
Smoke that fuckin' weed, smoke some fuckin' budda
You might as well gone head suit up, What ya waana do a?
Break that fuckin' weed down, Put that fuckin' toot up
You knew a, I was comin' threw dis bitch
I been smoked out and loced out all day lil' bitch
I don't play lil' bitch, I get paied lil' bitch
Smoke weed and get high everyday lil' bitch, and don't play
[La Chat]
Was up nigga? Pass dat dope, gone get your smoke, I'm gone hit it
Ge
Pry, To Lyrics
P-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me (4x) P-r-i-v-a-c-y (4x)
t fucked up, we full a dat pure, I got my pure to go wit itP-r-i-v-a-c-y is priceless to me (4x) P-r-i-v-a-c-y (4x)
La Chat be gone up off dat dojer, great for bendin' my knees
I be so blink dat I can't think, mane I'm so full of dat weed
Wanna blow a gun? Hell naw, but you know I get smoked
mane fuck my nose, it is my lungs I'm tryin' to inhale when I smoke
I get a blunt, and then I dip it in dat (?) and I'm gone
I'm so fucked up, which way is which, don't know how da fuck I got home
[Chours 2x]
[Repeat threw chours]
Dat shit's some fire, dat shit's some fire