Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Da Summer lyrics

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Yeah, yall know what time it is
 Three 6 Mafia in this thang and we heated it
 We bout to let yall know what the business is in the M-town
 Like, like

 [DJ Paul]
 See in Memphis them thugs be kind of like layed back
 In some clean ass rides bustin a sac or hittin a pack
 I'm fresh for ya pop a drank and I gotta get beamed up
 My converty been dirty in the grass but I gotta get it cleaned up
 I'm calling my team up
 Mess witcha pull list in Marietta
 I'm looking at about eleven
 Meet me at for I gun and get 'em
 Them G's and them fiends so deep
 them fools always gotta start some shit
 And now the coppers done ran a player clean off the strip
 Up in the summer

 [Koopsta Knicca]
 Book of red dark as we busted through the misty fog
 Me, Scarecrow, Juicy, Boo, Crunchy, just sign my role list Paul
 None but that 9 up on my side
 That side you tried to fight
 Got bitches on my side
 Get these bitches out now
 Who got that fire please pass me that light my nigga
 when ya doing that gin
 Just want that really, really want that Henney just
 want to fucking flare
 And men my lung just busted open from disc under
 That'll land up in a trauma Koopsta coming from da summer

 [Hook - 4X]
 Getting my groove we got to ride
 Ridin' through the hood with my homies getting stoked out
 In da summer

 [Gangsta Boo]
 When Gangsta Boo ride
 Ride with me baby I'm getting caught
 Ya come across a chick lil' somethin who sets it off
 Its da summer boy lets get together and hit the pool
 Skinny-dipping yeah that's what I'm saying it's all good
 Ex-ed out a little baby they call me the Lady Boo
 Hypnotized a little always da summer who got me loose
 It's no prob' to me you
 Lets go shine together dude
 Come and play with me
 Come and ride with me
 In da summer

 [Scarecrow]
 See in da summer can I cut 'em off
 Scarecrow chop a limb down, burn a log
 Gotta keep a easy eye out for the law
 Keep a big bank and buzz when the summer fall
 Wanna spread nothing none till it kinda slung
 Then I roll up a crumb till it gotcha gone
 Here come another bum wanna winning won
 Crunchy, Boo, let me hit it triple honey Hun
 For the birds that don't know that's yellow
 It makes me slow down the pedal
 Pre-coasted quick on the medal
 And I will leap I will mail it
 Don't watch that dope I can't sell it
 You and the jealousy mellow
 Because you can't fuck with rebels
 Lord Infamous hot as a kettle
 In da summer

 [Chorus 4X]

 [Juicy J]
 Pastor E. and J, Grandma Gay, lets take a ride and shoot
 To my high school
 North side where they break the rules
 I'm scoping out some freaks in the streets
 With a sexy switch
 What's up with them dingy shoes, and maybe I'ma holler trick
 Rolling through the Green Pearl clean
 What's up Black and Kim
 Chiefin on the swishers slangin way down to the ground
 While I'm dozing off on you cuz haters squalling call 'em Kirks
 DM riding on 20 chromes
 Under the seat he keep them tones

 [Crunchy Black]
 In da summer we be coming
 We be dropping just like women
 We be hurting 'em hypnotize
 We be taking people under
 Do you people remember me?
 When I popped up on the scene
 We were fuller of that green
 We were high up on that dream
 Yeah, Crunchy still the same
 No, that game didn't make me change
 All we got a little change
 Now you people be acting strange
 Used to D
 I'm used to game
 Wont you catch up with them lames
 All them people be calling your name
 'Cuz you trying to steal my fame
 In da summer

 [Chorus 4X]

 [Lord Infamous talking]
 Yeah, yeah, keep it rollin', keep it rollin',
 keep it rollin', keep it rollin'
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, another hot one
 Three 6 Mafia heatin' it up
 Earthquakin' it, bakin' it, another summer hit
 Low down dirty
 Mafia, (mafia), mafia, (mafia), mafia, (mafia
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