[Chorus: Juicy J + LaChat]
[Juicy J] It's my baby mama (yeanknow) I'm on child support
She get welfare checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama (yeanknow) she be ridin' Cady
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[LaChat] It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he be always broke
And he aint no good nothin', but a joke
It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me that's why I can't stand em'
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Man this freak has got me stressin' in the court I must confessin'
Playas try to get that checkin' hoopa hickeys on yo' neckin'
In that jail I can't be stayin' and my g's you can't be takin'
Child support can burn like torch when you get behind yo' payment
Hurr they go you send em' letters then they wanna come and get cha
Probably shoulda used a Jimmy probably shoulda neva' met her
Why you wanna try and impress me?
Always lyin' tryna' caress me
[LaChat]
All these so-called ballas want me boy I'm stout you know I'm sexy
I'm LaChat you see I'm swole got you waitin' at a tole
Betta' come break me off a fee keep yo' girl on yo' bankrole
See me switchin' blowin' out kisses dudes don't know what they be missin'
I'm the type of girl you need keep some cookin' in the kitchen
Bake yo' biscuits up from scratch get chu' sprung off my cat
But chu betta take care yo' kids Juvenile Court is where it's at
Where it's at?
Yeanknow? Cheese is missin' yean show
And that freak you shackin' wit' she too nice I'm mean though
[CHORUS]
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
It's DJ P and brothas be out we just tryin' to be dawgs
But it's ok aint nann hoe gon' stop t
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Hahaha
1998
Three 6 Mafia
Hooked up with the motherfuckin' Dayton Family
Are ya'll ready for us
Bring the pain
Bitch ya'll ain't ready for us
Miphia style
Flip Time
98
Rollin' like dees
Smoke the trees bitch
Chorus x2
We mafia, is it too much (We mafia mafia mafia ya)
Are you ready for us (We mafai mafia mafia ya)
Cause it's the 1990 Triple 6 2000
(Scarecrow)
Mixtures of sin and gin on sight
Cut the wings off an angel
On both sides
I'm suin'
Huntin'
All them suckas
State your last name first
Meyers, Michael
Lord is killin'
Three 6 killin'
What else will I say
Even children
Probably don't give a fuck if you are naughty or nice
At night
Sacrifice
Good bye, lights out
(Juicy J)
Can you feel me
Can you hear me
Did you pick the scene
A lot of fools done fucked around town
Showed up in your dreams
Standin' in a hideaway
Inferred, them guns spray
Gotcha shakin'
Gotcha nervous
Knowin' not how to get away
Lookin' out the window pane
Cause all your gonna feel is pain
In your yard I see a tree
I also see your body hang
See the phone
Pick it up
The wire that is only cut
I meant to pray
Your still gonna die
Too late bitch
Your time is up
Chorus x4
(Dayton Family)
What the fuck you wanna do
Be a victim of my homicide
If you try to jack
I'll leave you dead head in the g ride
And creep up out my vehicle
And continue my jack move
Still gat under the dirt
Now put it up in your hand
Now ain't that smooth
Motherfucker
Snooze motherfucker
Move motherfucker
Loo
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Lord Infamous)Gotta have a big back
Bank account not pitty amounts
Bud by the pound
Smoke a mothafuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib
All digital studio
And some down ass hoes for the road
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
They bitches with a punch bowl of weed
I call it bud in bed
On the spread
Plenty cash
Dumpin' blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydrolix
Liqour cause I'm alcoholic
No college for my knowlege
Cause I knew how to make profits
Don't like expensive clothes
Just the gangsta aparrel
Grab my route foul
As I walk down the threshold
Black as a shadow
Smoke loc vehicle
Hit Triple 6 up on my motorola portable
Keepin' it key low pro flow
In the studio
Part time jiggalo
Rock a show to make some dough
Lord Infamous
Mafios a gangsta pimp playa
Got on my brand new scarecrow underwear
600 acre marajuana field in my backyard
Smokin banana leaves on my lawn chair
Playa cause a room
Full of mothafuckin' bombs and artillery
All fuckin' century I need
Chorus
Plenty money and dope
Alot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
I want it all or nothin'
(Juicy ";J";)
Back in the days I was broke
No joke
Fucked up in town
No g's no hope
A nigga used to hike home from school
On the bike trail
Wishin' one day this rap shit'll probably make me bail
Lil' ??? was the niggas I used to hang with
Andre and Big Trese
North Memphis bound bitch
Hangin' on Evergreen corners
Holdin' my fuckin' nuts
Watchin' freaks walk by
Sayin dirty bitch wassup
But they wasn't goin'
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[DJ Paul and Juicy J]
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Talkin all that fuckin shit)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Coward ass bitches)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Talkin all that fucking shit)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Fighting niggas over a bitch)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Fuck you motherfuckin hoes)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
[Juicy J]
To you haters I'm the predator
Set em up, wet em up
When I'm in the hood, I'm like a drug-dealer regular
Coke poppin, bird shoppin, droppin don'tcha step ta tha
Triple six, guns click, bitch we the murderers
[Crunchy Black]
Triple six is the clique, why y'all niggas keep hatin me
Y'all gone make a nigga posse up and come and getcha bitch
Grab that nigga by his throat, if he hollas, let em go
I ain't gon' let that nigga go, I'ma hit it at em wit da fourty-four
[Lord Infamous]
I'ma sic' em, heat em, leave em bleedin, fill em fulla millimeter
Bitch ass nigga, torture treat em, creature feature, coke and weed
Soze, Two-L O Y D, sippin ounces of that liter
Ask me if I worship Satan, I'ma send yo ass ta see em
[DJ Paul]
Now tell me how you boys talk wit all that shit in yo mouth
And how the hell you down ta key that open doors for tha Mid-South?
I put half of you haters on, make half of you haters groan
Left half of you haters alone
and watched you die all on your own and feel for ya
[DJ Paul and Juicy J]
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Lord Infamous)6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door
Slipped on my lugz
Quickly thugged out the back yo
Jumped the back gate
Cranked the Chevy
Then I race
Popped in the deck
A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape
I'm crunked off the bump
Pumpin' through my backseat
Speedin' hit the weed
Though the end of the streets of Memphis, Tennesee
Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot
Tatooes on my neck and a hot 40 glock
They got the hunt out for the Infamous nigga
Call me Scarecrow
Used to slangin' man, but I don't do that no more
I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted
Every cop is an opponent
In the dash
On my ass, on the cherry buck flash
And I'm real
Man I got to get the fuck out of here
I had to ditch the Chevy
Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up
The blocks are crawlin' with cops
I can't go down, them slugs bust
I'm runnin' through yards and shit
Tryin' to dodge them tricks
A movin' target
I spotted my nigga out there
On the real, gonna rde with out no flodgin'
He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town
I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down
I got a lay low cool (??) before I get back in it
Anti-peace and po-police
I beat them with glocks back to the street
I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it ";ain't no deals";
I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years
Every nigga aint real they drop a dime to papers
(feat. La Chat)
[(HOOK) - DJ Paul]
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
She goin THROUGH YOUR BEEPER when she know you asleep
She's a two way bitch, a two way bitch
She wastin up your characters aint TALKIN about shit
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
She beamin up your boys for her own private creep
She's a two way bitch, a two way bitch
She wastin up your characters aint TALKIN about shit
[DJ Paul]
Now don't you really hate
when somebody be two wayin you
And plus you knowin for a fact
that you aint given them the number TO
She just a groupie ass HOE
That's all up on your grind
WASTIN characters
puttin shit like ‘you was on my mindIm hitten back, back
Look here lil momma
You WASTIN yo time
And plus the scats out to fuckin
House of don't be wasten mine
And especially ones
with the pages that be unlimited
THEY do you wrong
cause they deal
gon stay to say you did
They some two way freaks
And they out the were
Hitchu up at like 4 in da mornin
You be like god damett were you ridin
Down the street side to side
Cause this ho bout to wreck
Im bout to throw this Motorola out the window
Im gettin tired of this bitch
What you want from me
Gave you to my dog
But you still keep beepin shit outta me
All in front of yo man
Claimin you talkin to yo girl
He don't know
Plus you specialize in this
Yous a two way hoe fo sho
[(HOOK) - DJ Paul]
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
She goin THROUGH YOUR BEEPER when she know you asleep
She's a two way bitch, a two way bitch
She wastin up your characters aint talkIN about shit
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
She beamin up your boys for her own private creep
She's
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Sometimes love feels like pain
And sometimes I wonder if it's all the same
Sometimes life feels just like rain
'Cause you never know
When it's gonna fall down on you
I wish you well, I wish you well
On this trip to find yourself
I wish you well, wish I could help
But I can't help you find yourself
Sometimes faith feels like doubt
And sometimes I wonder if we'll ever get out
Sometimes life hurts just like now
But you gotta know
It's all gonna come back around
I wish you well, I wish you well
On this trip to find yourself
I wish you well, wish I could help
But I can't help you find yourself
Find yourself
I can't help you find yourself
Find yourself
And we were sixteen at the time
Nothing could ever change our minds
We were one step below invincible
And we always fought it
You've never been the same
You were so scared to make a name
Then you threw it all away
And I wish you'd come back now
I wish you well, I wish you well
On this trip to find yourself
I wish you well, wish I could help
But I can't help you find yourself
I wish you well, I wish you well
On this trip to find yourself
I wish you well, wish I could help
But I can't help you find you
I wish you well, I wish you well
On this trip to find yourself
I wish you well, wish I could help
But I can't help you find yourself
Find yourself
I can't help you find yourself
Find yourself
I can't help you find yourself
We've got the fire, who's got the matches
Take a look around at the sea of masks
and come one come all,
Welcome to the grand ball
Where the strong run for cover
And the weak stand tall
I'm not one to scatter ashes
But there's some things that melt the plastic
Try and dig down deeper if you can
I'm not afraid
I'm not ashamed
I'm not to blame
Welcome to the masquerade
I'm not ashamed
I'm not afraid
I'm not okay
Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to the masquerade
We've got the power, who's got the action
Break it down till there's nothing
But a mere fraction
Out of the fire, rise from the ashes
Reject your doubt and release the passion
Let's get on it,
Believe if you want it
Step into the realm where the real ones flaunt it
Come back, rewind,
We'll find another time on it
Reach out, take that,
But now step on it
I'm not one to scatter ashes
But there's some things that melt the plastic
Try and dig down deeper if you can
I'm not afraid
I'm not ashamed
I'm not to blame
Welcome to the masquerade
I'm not ashamed
I'm not afraid
I'm not okay
Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to the masquerade
I'm not afraid
I'm not ashamed
I'm not to blame
Welcome to the masquerade
I'm not ashamed
I'm not afraid
I'm not okay
Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to the masquerad
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I think I'm ready
I think I've got it
'Cause toо much thinking
is bad for my health
It's like a fire 'cause when I start it
I can't control it and I burn myself
But I can't just sit here and watch it
If we don't stop it no one will
We are the ones, we are the guns
And we will ride, we are the voice of a song unsung
We are the change, we are the chance that hold us
We are the choice, we are the strong
We are one
My heart is racing just like a rocket
Victory looks like a distant dream
'Cause what we're fighting is not gonna stop it
But we can beat it if we just believe
I can't just sit here and watch it
If we don't stop it no one will
We are the ones, we are the guns
And we will ride, we are the voice of a song unsung
We are the change, we are the chance that hold us
We are the choice, we are the strong
We are one
We are the ones. we are the guns, we are...
We are the change, we are the chance we are...
But I can't just sit here and watch it
If we don't stop it no one will
We are the ones, we are the guns
and we will ride, we are the voice of a song unsung
We are the change, we are the chance that hold us
We are the choice, we are the strong
We are one
We are the ones, we are the guns
and we will ride, we are the voice of a song unsung
We are the change, we are the chance that hold us
We are the choice, we are the strong
We are one
