Good Stuff Lyrics - The End - Three 6 Mafia

Where ya been? All of my life I need ya bad 

I've been searchin' for ya, that good ol' stuff I can't get enough 

You know I've been yoanin' for ya 

(Yearnin') 

Call me a drunkie that's wrong, don't play it instead of rich bone 

Young son that's full of that come, we needs a one and a one 

I gotta get'cha what ever it takes, gotta hit your bis O 

Soon as I flake, I take you how ever you might be 

Pack dollar pill away, you know you got me feelin' good 

Drop top down up in through the hood, ask me about a whole key 

And man, I tell ya I wish I could, it's all goody-good 

I think enough, still like screamin' on after none 

Give me that razor that plate the lazer man, I need my medicine 

That pulls me, oh, some nice and slow 

Get him some, stand lookin' out the door 

Better get ready for all night, you know how we wanna moan and blow 

Essence up the blessin', keep me puzzled like enigma 

My partner put me down, where I start pound 

The cop is cheaper, my smoke and flows like mystical music 

And know someone screamin' is chiefa on Holloween 

I pass it out to all the trick or treaters 

In 1999 them little is will come through for you bombers 

So now Lord Infamous blessin', I was sitting bull 

And poke the hunters, smoke out your lungs 

And powder your nose, we grabbin' big bitches or sometimes we kick it 

We breakin' the season, we breakin' our streets in 

We breakin' out sick 'cuz I make em' up stick 

Triple 6 Mafia gettin' so rowdy because we are out of this atmosphere 

Without the smoke hit eyes, so blurry blur vision and tears 

Kaze on the right, on the left, to the rear 

Scarecrow me keyed plus, the smoke flyin' out of me lungs 

Me keep these [unverified] 

Sprinkled down little kids gum 

Gimme some of that good stuff 

Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special 

Gimme somethin' that'll do it 

Do it, put my mind to it until we get high 

Gimme some of that good stuff 

Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special 

Gimme somethin' that'll do it 

Do it, put my mind to it until we get high 

I keep that good stuff 

(Lady what you mean) 

Good stuff for that light green 

Every time you see me 

Eyes are red but still I'm on my P's 

Smokin', gettin' motivated, just chillin' with nuthin' but playas 

Hatin' as I can be, relaxed and bumpin' some Johnny Taylor 

Feelin' good as hell, it's so swell 

High, this stuff has got me goosed up 

Got me wantin' some good lovin', so I call my shorty 

Baby, baby, some and give it to me, give it to me right 

Come in with the quickness, got you speechless to this freaky night 

Still I'm stayin' 'bout it, never hate wit' bustas 

So can you see, solo never sucka 

Always catch me with the prophet P 

Gone remain his lady, kinda crazy, so don't test me 

I will buck your bro down when that good stuff got me in disguise 

What you got down in your trunk, nothin' but good stuff 

Knowin' this funk guaranteed to keep you up 

Make you hyper super crunk, let me know on what you need 

I'm cuttin' up gears, come shock with me 

Your partner used to pluck you twice 

I'm giving out samples and it's free 

Package deals from state to state 

The ice cream man who deliver that cake 

You wanna get a piece to shake 

The bigger the plate, the bigger the blade 

The thicker the cheese, the more you can take 

On and on gotta keep that pace from scene to scene 

Supplyin' that D, some of that pure, not none of that dank 

It's over solder, dodge their forty 

Get with the man if you want to get bloated 

Just like taking a sniff of roses, this lil' sniff 

They roll it up all night to the early mornin' 

Constantly movin' now for yawnin' 

Burnin' my people on every pay phone 

And allow that good stuff surper [unverified] 

I be like Indo in, don't go hollow what your friend 

Plus have them twins, the henn and a bunch of bird shit 

Switch your man, so I can get into the groove 

And he who's cool can't 

Juicy's constantly speakin' at me though 

He ain't sayin' nothin', man, he may be the crunkin' that funny 

Or the super bionic, sick here wanna sit here 

Fartin' like I'm a motor or somethin' 

Is it the squish, I cannot remember, yes sir, it's understood 

Koo must down got a little bit of hit of somethin' good 

Gimme some of that good stuff 

Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special 

Gimme somethin' that'll do it 

Do it, put my mind to it until we get high 

Gimme some of that good stuff 

Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special 

Gimme somethin' that'll do it 

Do it, put my mind to it until we get high 

Gimme some of that good stuff 

Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special 

Gimme somethin' that'll do it 

Do it, put my mind to it until we get high 

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