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Hypnotize Camp Posse Three 6 Mafia Presents

(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) So what's up with you right now? What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you? I'm trying to find out what

Say ah, not a thermometer, bitch It's the nine inches Ass and titties, ass and titties Ass and titties and big booty bitches Ass and titties, ass and

Hit the weed, pass the dough Mask 'em face, hide the yo Ride on up, not too fast Point the guns, kill yo' ass Hit the weed, pass the dough Mask 'em face

What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? My nigga told me once Don't you trust them motherfuckers They act like they your thugs But

whatever nigga Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga If you want us come get us Come bring it to the camp nigga All Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse-4x

(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