Sleep Lyrics - Underground, Vol. 3: Kings Of Memphis - Three 6 Mafia

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep) 

They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep 

'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense 

Read in between that fine print, think about lyrical content 

Then about where your time spent 

Mess around get your guys hit, a ten hut! 

I send three-six ol' shit, nigga what? 

If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose 

But you won't wrap up ya bandages, or heal ya wounds 

Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny 

I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many 

I got QP's and halves, if we beefin' I blast 

You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip 

I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch 

2-0, Mr. Crayola, niggas know what I mean 

'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green 

And all you faggot-motherfuckers gotta know the routine 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Bitch it's me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors 

I'm look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes 

You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in your boo 

Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep 

So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for 

Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boy 

It don't mean a thing, boy, fuck me and I'm gon' swing, boy 

Them Goddamn toys, do you know what I mean, boy? 

Now if you warring and runnin' from them three-six niggas 

This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga 

Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K. 

My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo' cascade 

A strippin' bitches and I'mma mafucker with a limp 

They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe's pimp 

And quick to sink her on the nigga 'cause this what it's 'bout 

We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth 

We Memphis niggas 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

North, north, south, south, westwood, orange mouth 

Nigga we be smokin' life, never Ch-ch-charlie Brown 

Memphis niggas in this bitch, pockets swole, ya know we bail 

Hooked up with my nigga 'cris, then we head to A-T-L 

Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "fuck you hoe!" 

Nigga rollin' out the 'Mo, snortin' that white shit up they nose 

Man this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around 

Juicy J be high as fuck, catch me in that lost and found 

Better use common sense, checkin' me out for bitch I can still fuck 

And up, get yourself in this clique 

Wet up like tongue licks, behind handcuffed in a slut 

Look, I'm from G-row ward 

Southside niggas throw it up when it's time to get buck 

Niggas in the back of the club postin' up 

Waitin' for a nigga that's new so they can tuck 

Ass in, ain't no askin', it's no tolerance as long bitch check in 

She wit' me, comments will only get you placed eternally resting 

So abide by the code of the streets 

If you got a bitch better keep her on a leash 

'Cause Lil Fate creep in ya home while you gone 

Have you comin' back findin' nutt on yo' sheets 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep 

If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep