Say hello to Three 6 Mafia
'cause this nigga through the mask we be watchin' ya
Now we biggy, biggy bang a rookie
Chip you like a cookie before you know it you be sayin' [unverified]
You got miss lady gangsta boo
Comin' to you with a whole [unverified] that's gonna
[Unverified] I ran get buck wild in this motherf*cka
Let me see ya mista
Will blast if we mother f*cking have to tie your body up
With the strings from your tennis shoes
Juicy J in tha house puffing on a light cool
Those who wanna step to the tech it's a murda fool
Who I be? Crunchy Black, you know who I am
When I come up from the back kicking doors
Making hoes laying down 'cause I gotta have my
Motherf*ckin' profit black
The Wicked Lord Infamous the scarecrow demons
Be dancing around my throne but I don't know
Why every time I see your face when I spread light
Y'all bring it on
Who dat be between them trees
Trying to take a peek at me from steps
If you from the other realm
I tell you coop have nothing left
3 6 Mafia - Studio Time Lyrics
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Say hello to Three 6 Mafia
'cause this nigga through the mask we be watchin' ya
Now we biggy, biggy bang a rookie
Chip you like a cookie before you know it you be sayin' [unverified]
You got miss lady gangsta boo
Comin' to you with a whole [unverified] that's gonna
[Unverified] I ran get buck wild in this motherf*cka
Let me see ya mista
Will blast if we mother f*cking have to tie your body up
With the strings from your tennis shoes
Juicy J in tha house puffing on a light cool
Those who wanna step to the tech it's a murda fool
Who I be? Crunchy Black, you know who I am
When I come up from the back kicking doors
Making hoes laying down 'cause I gotta have my
Motherf*ckin' profit black
The Wicked Lord Infamous the scarecrow demons
Be dancing around my throne but I don't know
Why every time I see your face when I spread light
Y'all bring it on
Who dat be between them trees
Trying to take a peek at me from steps
If you from the other realm
I tell you coop have nothing left
'cause this nigga through the mask we be watchin' ya
Now we biggy, biggy bang a rookie
Chip you like a cookie before you know it you be sayin' [unverified]
You got miss lady gangsta boo
Comin' to you with a whole [unverified] that's gonna
[Unverified] I ran get buck wild in this motherf*cka
Let me see ya mista
Will blast if we mother f*cking have to tie your body up
With the strings from your tennis shoes
Juicy J in tha house puffing on a light cool
Those who wanna step to the tech it's a murda fool
Who I be? Crunchy Black, you know who I am
When I come up from the back kicking doors
Making hoes laying down 'cause I gotta have my
Motherf*ckin' profit black
The Wicked Lord Infamous the scarecrow demons
Be dancing around my throne but I don't know
Why every time I see your face when I spread light
Y'all bring it on
Who dat be between them trees
Trying to take a peek at me from steps
If you from the other realm
I tell you coop have nothing left
Writer: JORDAN HOUSTON, PAUL BEAUREGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management