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From Da Back
Three 6 Mafia

Date Added: 2004-12-21 08:36:43

(chorus)
d.j. paul-
you dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that shorty
Gangsta boo-
you dealing with some bitches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby
D.j. paul-
you dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that shorty
Gangsta boo-
you dealing with some bitches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby
Gangsta boo-
nigga please
im hotter than 100 degrees
poppy in me
but sex don't come until we come to our knees
gimme' yo' cheese
before i get my niggas and weed
flatten you out
take care of that
that's how it be baby
me and my girls cost to much for you nigga
extra nigga in the jag
can you get with me nigga
hell no!
im the bitch wit the chronic that's getting high
makin' money, lookin funny
when i fuck on you guys
damn right! im the bitch of da night
no matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when im walking on by
i see you lookin
whether male or female
you in i see you lookin'
(bigger pussy)
when im packin' yo' nigga
you know the taste
at the "s" it's 99'
you serve me wit' cha' face nigga
you know we did it
you be trickin' like daddy
oops i spilled the beans baby
i be braggin' like this
have ya heard ?
(chorus)
D.j. paul-
i seen em' coming out the club
drop the posse
walk me down
barely able to stand up
barely able to fall down
hanging in the bathroom
with my dogs
it's all about two balls
now i need a warm cup
for a dick and two balls
it's paul
in a jag
but ain't bout' to brag
im trying to grab a little hot somethin, skattely wag
some bout it
some down it
stray ghetto ass ho!
some ready for war!
cause hittin it boy
will make your ass go!
all motherfucking night dont play
drop yo' jawphones, it's on, cause this dick on my leg
y'all niggas want a real dicksucker
come down south
make you say
"damn, grey you still eat with that mouth"!
then she turned over, caught dripping like a faucet
i called my dog too sway cause this ho about to toss it
im fucking wit chu, cause you fucked wit me!
and caught this christian in a bad little somethin to my whole weed
(whole weed)!
(chorus)
Juicy "j"-
first my nigga call the freak
tell her she got dick to eat
balls and all standin tall
dont forget the jack "a" me
tell her five dope we keep
opt a move as just a sweep
heard she liked it from da back
in the back from toronsy
paul said she wants to blow
with bad (bitch) week we cut off her
i don't wanna hit the jump
grab my 8.0 we'll get her drunk
"my nigg, what chu' waitin on" ?
"hey let me use that other phone"
"fuck that, she got skit to hit
im'a call that ho while she at home"
"hello" ??
"what's the bidness bitch" ??
"who is this" ??
"mister dick" !!!
"im bout' to come and scoop you up" !
"for what" ?
"for what the fuck, the click"
my dog said you got the clams
silicon wit the ass
don't even need a bag
to hide your face
to sit you down !
rumors say you turn em' out
in da car, or on da couch!
never hear em' yellin' ouch!
dick and balls up in yo' mouth!
grab my 8.0, (and in a hit)
maybe you can bring you friend
"do you niggas got that bluff"
"ya" !
(chorus)
(various sexual noises throughout end of song)
(talking)


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