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Three 6 Mafia

Genres: Hip-Hop

Crown Me Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

(Choris) I Got A Misstress Bytch Wit Big Tits, And The Hoes On The Corner 

Makin Me Rich , All The Hatas In The Town Tryin To Down Me But This Pimpin Goes 

On So Nigga CROWN ME 

 

Juice Man 

You Can Call Me Juicy Jigalo You Can Call Me Dr. Hoe Long As You Got My 

Dough When I Hit The Corna Sroll, Everybody Say They Pimpin Clamin They Got Two 

Three Woman Matchin On A Big Ass Hill Wit A Pool And Take A Swim An Stupid 

Bytch You Know This Game Cant You Tell His Pimpen Lame, Why He Neva Took You 

There Why, He Keep On Sellin You drano? Find You All Across The State Wheres The 

Cash Though Wheres The Cake Man You Jus A Groopy Hoe, All Ya Men You Say You 

Brake But I Can't Tell, Say What I Cant Fell I Gots Ta Get All My Fuckin 

Mail, So Set This Boy Up Take Him To A Room Tell Him You Gots Pussy Commin 

Through From The Blue Lagoon, Then We Gonna Kick In The Door Wit The 4-4's Make 

His Eyes Buck Make Him Screem OH NO Put The Hoe Back On The Corner Take Some 

Nodose Make Em Stay Up All Night And Bring Back My Cheese So We Can Fight Bytch 

 

(Choris)x 2 

 

Fiend 

 

Whatcha No About 70 wenches Bunnys Gettin Money Asken Fied Daddy Is This 

Watcha Want From Me Got Moves Wit Twos Pay em Befor Ya Slay Em Cause I Worked 

So HAARD Jus Ta Tame Em scout That Mouth Abserb Them Curves And Lick Them Tits 

Watch Her Switch You Think She Was Made From A Bad Bytch Kit All Jones Befor 

She Met Me She Was Crawlin Homeless Now Aint Two Much That Baby Girl Consider 

Wrongless Divle Dable Like To Be Satled And Call Mommy And Could Give You A 

Look Like Playa Called Climen She Fresh All Good Up Out The Hood And She Do It 

That Wood Jus Like She Should And She Could The Thugs On Rims And Fucked My 

Frinds Aint Nuttin Knew To Her I Wont Touch Your Slim American Cheese And 

Chetter She Is Better Wit That Sexual Pleasure In All Leather At Ya Door Like 

Forever And She Got It 

 

(Choris)x2 

 

Dj Paul 

 

I Tell You What Imma Keep Pimpin These Hoes Across The Nation Why You Lazy 

Niggaz Sittin Back Waiten On Reperation Im At Tha Crib I Got 2 G's On Tha Way 

My Whole Crew, You At Ya Mommas House Waiten On Cartoon Part 2's 

But Youz A Dang Fool Nigga, Though Why You Got Pussy On Your Bowl Im Out Here 

Sellin These Hoe's I Got Some Girls On The Platnium Plus You Better Belive I 

Gots Some Girls At Cristys, I Keep Some Shyt Up My Sleve I Breath The Congac 

Breath My Brotha The Late Benzo Transfer The Pimpin Two Me As A Momento, I Pop A 

Mento And Staight Pimpen Ever So Clear, You Ask Me Where I Stay I Tell Ya 

When The Hoes Here I Slam The H2 To The Curb Wit Extra Seat In Back Its Prime 

Time So We Gon Stack On This Right Here Track Its Goin Down Like I Knew It 

Would We Gon Keep On Makin Money 'cause This Honney Is Good Ya Here Me. 

 

(Choris) Till End