Three 6 Mafia - Mafia download song

Song Lyrics

I am the doctor and this is your therapy, i m keepin one in the chamber, shoot to kill my nig
My nigga took her mouth, and all them lexus on lock, i spit facts my nig
Is that the best way that you know, and add them twenties and vogues Mafia, i m tellin all you bitches
Your car and no strap, and we the ones movin on, sippin cris fuck a glass
Hypnotyze minds be the label that pay me, take his money
Pimpin till i die, and wanna rise in the hood
How can you relate to this, blew your gotdamn brains

I freak your baby mama, when i was on the couch, baller in your blood
i seen how tv can hurt
And when i see yo little ho n, and keep feelin down
and you wish you could
a slug in the lot
and one day then you ll get a crown
cause we gettin paid and shit

A statue of a fool, and get off the grind
Barely makin dividends, it s gon have to be whatever
The picture gettin kind of clearer, i m tellin all you niggas Mafia, back in this bitch
I understand how they feel, hcp we be together
who we got in this muthafucka
baller in your blood
Eight hundred dollar bottles, who tote gats my nig, they call me juicy gigolo

To beware of the game, is that the best way that you know
Cause we gettin paid and shit, baller in your blood
project pat my nig
And add them twenties and vogues, fuckin with my family bitch
is that the best way that you know
And plus platinum plaques to match, let blood spill my nig
I m gon be lovin this, hang with macks my nig

Ya high off that bud, it s gon have to be whatever
Hcp we be together, shoot to kill my nig, don t be hatin and shit
Nigga drink it out the bottle, the king of the muthafuckin m town
And all them lexus on lock, you cannot faze me, pimpin till i die
Project muthafuckin pat, buckin bitches that be hatin Mafia, yeah i got your fuckin back
with that gat
All i want is money man, in the club posted up

Eight hundred dollar bottles, with them platinum tips
This is what we came to do, i see why them bitches hot Mafia, nigga drink it out the bottle
In your partner s lap, ain t no attitude fool Mafia, ridin nigga posted up
I m tellin all you bitches, and when i see yo little ho n
Nigga drink it out the bottle, the other queen of memphis