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Three 6 Mafia

Straight out the streets of Memphis, Tennessee
The robbery capital of the u.s.
The three 6

Because of they (mystic stylez)
They (lived by they rep) 'til the end
Causing (world domination)
And (when the smoke cleared), they still was (unbreakable)
Being the (most known unknowns)
But after winning the oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
Dj paul and juicy j, the (last 2 walk)

Smoke it up, what you do, what you do
Drank it up, what you do, what you do
Snort it up, what you do, what you do
Pop it up, what you do, what you do

I can hear the cries
Wishin they could turn back the hands of ti-I-I-I-I-I-me
Ba-a-a-a-a-a-ack

"Hahahaha! Aww man, get the fuck outta here
Your cd ain't messed up man
I had to fuck wit'cha a little bit
Cause I'm gone and I'm lit
But we fin' to give you some bump!"

Drop that shit!

Written by BERGMAN, ALAN / BERGMAN, MARILYN / COLEMAN, CY
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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