Not another drive-in movie. You know you can't sit still. Move me. . Snake, snake. Face out an open window. Water in my eyes, beat me to it. Meet me here next time.
Is it enough to grow old?. Is there enough to go around?. To have a box in my snailhead?. I don't know. Is there enough to grow old?. Is it enough to have a box?.
You in the water. Underneath the tarp. It don't rain under the water. It don't rain inside my heart. . Don't follow me home. Don't follow me home. . You walking in the Gulf Stream.
This afternoon. Your back's not so straight. Your eyes aren't too clear. I could kiss you. For remembering my birthday. Find you on the dock. Out of money out of luck.
Sun bakes the window, makes the sheets hot and wet. At night they're cold and blue. Why do I like you 'cause I do. Why do I like you 'cause I'd kill to be you.
I brought this bottle here for you. Can't you drink it?. I brought this bottle here for you. Can't you drink it? Can't you drink it?. . I brought this body here for you.
So we drive and we've driven ten thousand miles. In our hometown, sink back into the driveway. Which is Zen The head in the stars. Or the body in the chair?.
Harvest your tears, in a sieve. I can spill things down your shoulders, hold them. And Im afraid you remind me of Santa Claus. In a good way. . And you are like Santa Claus.
I broke the payphone when you called. I stole the wire. That owned a goddamn piece of you. Ma Bell. Is not my mother. I can't lie. Some bitch get out and tells the truth.
(DJ Paul). I cruise to my chevy shakin' these late nights. And soon a killah will thank me will come out again to take another life. I'm tired of hidin' form the 5-0 cause these fools scope me nightly.
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob. Check in with me and do your job. Lay on the bed and give me head. Don't have to ask don't have to beg. . Juicy is my name.
"Slob On My Knob (Pt. II)". . [Gangsta Boo]. Slob on my cat. Cause you know it's fat. Check in with me. And do that. . [Juicy J]. Wait a second freak.
Say hello to Three 6 Mafia. 'Cuz this nigga through the mask we be watchin' ya. Now we biggy, biggy bang a rookie. Chip you like a cookie before you know it you be sayin' [unverified].
Was this in them trees. These are the things. They held me vision. Seein' more things. Me and DJ Paul. We got the hook off. We gon' stee. . We gon' play socidal to go slappin' through thy window.
(featuring Eightball & MJG & Young Buck). . [DJ Paul]. Yeaaaaah!. For the first time it's goin down, history baby!. New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Young Buck!.
I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. . Call me the juice and you know I'm a stunt.
I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. I gotta stay fly, until I die. . Call me the juice and you know I'm a stunt.
We looking for them J-Lo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat. Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it. When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it from the back.
Have they come to spill my blood?. Have they come to sentence me?. Will I leave here with my life, my Lord. If the law men capture me?. . Have they come to spill my blood?.
South Memphis bitch. (32x). . Verse 1: Lord Infamous/Scarecrow. . Now it is time to get rough wid the drama. Bit-ches you can not escape from the hun-ter.