Corner Man

Corner Man

Three 6 Mafia

[Intro]
Dig this right?
A nigga caught a few bullshit charges when he was young right?
So now these motherfuckin' folks don't wanna give me a job ya hear?
But dig this
Now these motherfuckin' police wanna find me a new place to stay
Cause I'm on the corner, posted, sellin' yay
But they gon' have to deal with it
Cause I gotta motherfuckin' live with it ya hear?

[Chorus]
I'ma work this trap and give a damn about these hoes
Cause I'm damned if I do, I'm damned if I don't
If you give me a yard I'ma give a eight of blow
Cause I'm damned if I do, I'm damned if I don't
Call me, the corner man, corner corner man
Find me, on the corner man, on the corner man
Call me, the corner man, corner corner man
Find me, on the corner man, on the corner man

[Verse One]
I'm a Memphis, Tennessee, first 48'er
Give a damn 'bout these hoes give a damn 'bout these haters
If ye ain't talkin' money you can see a nigga later
You can catch me in the South, on my bank, fuckin' papered up
Bitch I sell white but I still do white
But at the end of the night I still give my price
And I get my money like a bee get honey
I got my profit even though some of it I done it
Cause a nigga can't work no 9 to 5
I got charges, but I gotta stay alive
And that's on everything, you know a nigga gotta eat man
And I'ma do it even if it's due to cocaine

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I'ma tell you some shit right here, real shit nigga
It's a lot of fake-ass niggas that be scared to bust
They hear them choppers then they back on up and shut the fuck
They say they shippin' keys, a hundred percent of that is cut
They say they in the game but niggaz takin' it up the butt
So quit lyin' to kick it, thinkin' you impressin' us
I bet you workin' with the feds and the blue crush
He smell the powder pack, then he wanna get loud and cuss
Nigga sit yo' snitchin' ass down 'fore you gettin' it up
Real niggas on the corner they don't have to talk
Cause they walk the walk, while yo' bitch-ass gettin' caught
I watched the first 48 on TV, Memphis raw
Think they from the bullets, cryin' and shit, man fuck nah!

[Chorus]

Written by PAUL BEAUREGARD, JORDAN HOUSTON
Published by BUG MUSIC

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