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Three 6 Mafia Hypnotize Camp Posse

(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

: "Say ahh, not a thermometer, bitch, it's the nine inches" -- [Kingpin Skinny Pimp] [Chorus: repeat 4X] Ass and titties, ass and titties Ass and

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-6

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

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