Three 6 Mafia Crown me Lyrics:
(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
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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 Cuz This Honney Is Good Ya
Here Me.

(Choris) Till End
Lyrics: Crown me, Three 6 Mafia [end]