Three six mafia act a fool remix cracked#
I could up a whole arm of that Purple kush and Jamaican Get rid of all the stems and seeds And get a dutch and split it and fill it wit' Now inhale, hold it there Exhale, oh yeah! Partly cloudy wit' a slight chance of rain Gettin' just to ease the pain And I all night, all day Back to back, sack after sack An oz.Yeah it's goin' down (Y'all know what time it is) (Lil Jon!) Three 6 Mafia! Goose got me loose Gone off patron Money in my pocket And I'm all up in the zone like (Oooh I'ma act a damn fool!) (Oooh I'm 'bout to act a fool!) Crunk tonight just paid Pocket full of motherfucking money okay I'ma ball till I fall Drank till I can't Runnin up my black card I got money in da bank Patron on the table crunk n goose Drank what you wnat bitch gon' get loose (Oooh) Act a fool till the cut the lights on And we still ain't goin' home Till all the liquor gone I just don't give a fuck Standin' on the table with the weed fired up Drankin out the bottle motherfuck a cup I'll pour it in your mouth Lean back and open up (Oooh) Crunk ain't dead bitch You see the chain And I'm the king fool you know my name Party like a rockstar fuck like a pornstar I don't give a damn I'll buy the whole bar Goose got me loose Gone off patron Money in my pocket And I'm all up in the zone like (Oooh I'ma act a damn fool!) (Oooh I'm 'bout to act a fool!) Yes sir a nigga on tonight I got my money lookin right But I ain't tryin' to fight If a sucka touch me Best believe it's on Get cracked crush your dome With a bottle of patron Right here right Real fast in a hurry I hit a sucka so hard I'll make his vision get blurry And I'm too clean for this I'm too lean for this Figured I'd have happen So I brought my team for this Yes sir I'm the realest playa trapstar Sellin the biggest brickes I'm the realest playa rapbar Smokin' purpleish Step up in the club I got some love cuz a nigga rich Girl between my legs Doin' me up like a licourish 25 stacks at the bar Ice on my wrist Step up to this pimpin' Get your braided hair wig split Back up off in my chevy Brains blown out peanut butter Ridin high stay high I'm talkin like st-st-stutter Goose got me loose Gone off patron Money in my pocket And I'm all up in the zone like (Oooh I'ma act a damn fool!) (Oooh I'm 'bout to act a fool!) Get crunk in this motherfucker throw yo' hood up Get crunk in this motherfucker throw yo' hood up Get drunk in this motherfucker hold ya dranks up Get drunk in this motherfucker hold ya dranks up Lean back in this motherfucker turn that bottle up Lean back in this motherfucker turn that bottle up Throw them stacks up bitch make it rain nigga what Throw them stacks up bitch make it rain nigga what Goose got me loose Gone off patron Money in my pocket And I'm all up in the zone like (Oooh I'ma act a damn fool!) (Oooh I'm 'bout to act a fool!)
Three six mafia act a fool remix movie#
We still stay fly and are fresh out the mall Brand new set wit' a tone in my drawers Playing wit' the kush and the CD from Paul Paul's smoked out, still breakin' the law F'in to get built and I'm chirpin' a freak Break me a piece sittin' off in the seat Yeah I'll share, I'll give her a piece By the end of the night she's chewin' my Black thug wit' it, size long That's why these girls keep callin' my phone First I was a trapper then turned rapper Now these groupies won't leave me alone Haters got pissed cause the maybach's the whip And Project Pat came back on the rip And if you want to know if we bangin' your She's suckin' my and I'm pleadin' the 5thĭJ Paul, it's official the king of the town Some clown tried to grab my crown I hit him made him put it down I represent the M And I do it better than him Or her or them, on CD and on film They hate me because of my cars They hate me because of my broads They hate me because I'm a platinum artist And I'm a movie star Get your weight up Now wait don't come to me Y'all signed to these people Y'all don't even know I own my company I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
We gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i 'Til I, 'til I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie Yeah, remix, new Three 6 Mafia (Yeah!) Dirty South, it's goin' down!! Trick Daddy, Project Pat, Slim Thug We gotta stay, what!
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