Three 6 Mafia lyrics
Three 6 Mafia lyrics
"Pass Me lyrics"
Late Onus lyrics
Talkscream to my dreaming but trembling mindBreakslumbering thoughts that I suddenly findWakeninvisible memories breaking the sealCaughtinbetween feelings that noone can heal?Drive in medive in medeep in my brain all these malevolent forces
[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 man
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
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[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 itBlind lyrics
Where would we be without the sand and the sea? Without a little help from the birds and the bees? My family tree depends on the future of a plea, I get down on my knees Now's our time to release and make peace with our conscience We wanna break through, and s
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Get fucked up, we full a dat pure, I got my pure to go wit itTalkscream to my dreaming but trembling mindBreakslumbering thoughts that I suddenly findWakeninvisible memories breaking the sealCaughtinbetween feelings that noone can heal?Drive in medive in medeep in my brain all these malevolent forces
[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 man
Don't Ask Me lyrics
Mr. K comes out to play Inquisitive as ever He'd like to know a bunch of things He thinks you're pretty clever The height of Cyd Charisse The probability of chance The capital of Turkey And the president of France So Don't ask me, got no genius to mention And
e, roll to get high maneMr. K comes out to play Inquisitive as ever He'd like to know a bunch of things He thinks you're pretty clever The height of Cyd Charisse The probability of chance The capital of Turkey And the president of France So Don't ask me, got no genius to mention And
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
[C
27 Shots lyrics
[Kool Keith] They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz comin out to the Soul Train Awards with them pop ass headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edi
hours 2x][Kool Keith] They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz comin out to the Soul Train Awards with them pop ass headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edi
[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
Where would we be without the sand and the sea? Without a little help from the birds and the bees? My family tree depends on the future of a plea, I get down on my knees Now's our time to release and make peace with our conscience We wanna break through, and s
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