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Sippin` on some siz-erp, sip, sippin` on some, sip (Repeat 8x)[Pimp C]I`m trill working the wheel, a pimp not a simpKeep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear BlimpWe eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoningFuck niggas make me sick with all that pinchin` and bargainingYou say that you a boss, I ain`t believing that shitYou got the funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kitTake that monkey shit off, you embarrassing usI got the wet promenthazine, thick orange and yellow tussHydrocor-zone, on the hands-free phoneThe `84 zone, on them blades, 20-inch chromeIf you got 16, you can get a biz-zerdI`m choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizz-erp[DJ Paul]Niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas they want it want itSome niggas they joan it joan it, but I be fucked up up on itWe`re with the Mafia 6, and we ain`t bout that bullshitIf we gon` get high we gon` get high, and we gon` house a bitchTwo niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the assAnd plus there`s some type of niggaDick hard all night and she cool with thatShe popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juiceAnd just when you thought she was freakin` she done got super looseNiggas come in by threes and deuces all in circles like duck-duck-gooseAll that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit40 dollars for just one ounce ounce plusTuss and X is how its pronouncedNiggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man I`m bout all out Sippin` on some siz-erp, sip, sippin` on some, sip (Repeat 4x)[Juicy J]People always asking me, "Me the Three 6 high on that"Rolling on them X pills, stuttering pup-pup powder packsWoah-wuh where the weed at, ain`t like that we need thatNyquil will slow me down, something that keep me easyNothing like that yella yella that will have you itching manTalking like you "What`s up, fool?" Vocal chords sounding lameIn my days all we did was chief out on a quarter poundGone on coke, eyes are bucked, this here shit will knock you downKnock you out, make you fall asleep when you`re on them wheelsAin`t no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refillOnce again, on my wicked high, gotta have that drankHeard my name, Gino, I feel like I`m gonna fucking faint[Bun B]Nigga tell me what you know bout Frank, Nito and Young GuidoPaul and Vito, we play a tune it sweeter than PeditoWith my Three 6 nigga pouring up in my southern creedoQuick fast, we`ll put it on your ass like John VitoCause you fronting rap sanger, be creamy like a ZangerYou ain`t from the manger boy, but you gets the middle fingerCome bang her, rum dranker, occaisionally takeYour bitch to the Telly and be a dick and cum slangerWhen Big Bun come danger, nigga ring your alarmSexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palmAnd that crazy shit, I`m tripping on some skinny bitchesSomething that`s wholesome, Florida to FolsomAnd for the most I`m steady sippin` on some sizzerp Sippin` on some siz-erp, sip, sippin` on some, sip (Repeat til fade)

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