Testi:
Three 6 Mafia Three 6 Mafia Presents Hypnotize Camp Posse

(feat. Koopsta Knicca, Tear Da Club Up Thugs) [Intro] (Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) [Man:] So what's up with you right now? [Girl:] What you

get your own Carla hit me on my horn And said your momma aint at home It's a hypnotize, kamikaze Prophet Posse, like the nazis You aint with the camp

better hoe (hoe) Hoeing for my bitches that be representin' I got ya back(I got ya back) Cause I be representin' Real shit bring the chorus back [Chorus x6

(feat. Lil Chat) I'm sick and tried of coward bitches taking advantage of me I told these hoes that I can't go I grip my crown three-eighty I keep my

so they start to evaporate that's why them niggas ain't around no more cause them niggas could sell no more without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigga

you know I'm holdin' rank When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it make you faint Through the streets now have you heard, out the Mafia droppin

What'd up nigga, how you doing? Can you hit me on that late night tip? Can we hook up somethin' for yo' tongue? To touch my pussy lips (Eat it) Why not

your own Carla hit me on my horn And said, ?Your momma ain't at home? It's a hypnotize, kamikaze Prophet Posse like the Nazis You ain't with the camp

What's up, big mouth, big talk, big game Teacher pet, taking aim, pump the tech, I'm taking aim What's up, big mouth, big talk, big game Teacher pet,