Triple Bitch Mafia

Lyrics

[Intro: Playa Fly] Triple, triple, triple, triple Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy Fli-Flizy comin gunnin three six runnin [Verse 1] Hangin' low, chiefin' high, time to make you bitches cry Triple bitches talkin shit, but you hoes are gonna die Playa comin' harder won't bothered by yo pettiness Break the law so super slaw and boy you can't compare to this Playaz on the scene for you green, jealous funky hoes Bet that tech'll get respect, plus Lil Ibn full of blow How the fuck you figure you'd be bigger cause you makin' cheese Half the shit you makin' bitch belong to Fly and Gangsta B Thinkin' bout my mega clout, Playa Fly's in the house Fly so high in Funkytown, mane, you love to hear me shout Nigga, you's a bitch and when I get you they gone miss you, punk Tie you to my nigga's bumper, busta you won't reach the trunk Crunk from the funk and a blunt, now my body's numb Give me one, I got me one, now, busta, you gon' give me some Just because you crave, meet yo grave, time for stoppin' ya Poppin' ya, droppin' the Triple Bitch Mafia [Chorus] Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that [Verse 2] Man, I wish you niggas would do the shit you claim you could Stealin', robbin', killin', mobbin'; never in my fuckin' hood Busta, come on, face the facts, rollin' three blunts out a sack Hear you mention Funkytown, but never touch the funky pack In others words, Gangsta Blac makes ya fuckin' heart stop Drop to ya fuckin guts, spook you, reachin' for ya Glocks Ain't no time for reason, throwin' pieces and the "L" sign Call this matter life and death, man, you walk a thin line Crime on my mind, yo, it's murder, and I'm on them slopes Any bitches claimin' 6's, ho, you goin' up in smoke As I hear them country raps, comin' from a Crunchy Black Man, you soundin' super wack, and Fly know who's behind that Pranksta Boo, ho, you through, ho, I gotta get you, too Facial features favor Hell, ugly duckling of the crew And to you, you handicap bitch, yeah, I'm watchin ya Flizzy gon' assassinate the Triple Bitch Mafia [Chorus] Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that [Verse 3] Roastin' toastin' triple duck, triple tradin', shut it up Runnin' fellow T-O Jack, fuck around and get it stuck Buck, feelin' fucked, now what's up, put you on the spot Triple sissies sayin' shit, Marcus pass them plastic Glocks Put that pistol in yo face, if you run, fuck a chase Hollow tips will stop the pop, and lemon peelers win this race Catch a case I never wrote, smoke to keep it on the low Busta taken off the map, wonder do yo roadies know? Tricky Ricky "Scarecrow", cooler than a fan, though Ridin' with the Triple bitch is nothin' but anna, ho Now you know, and to you, busta bitch who call him Koop Paul so weakly to that bitch, now the ho is runnin' you Juicy claim he smokin' square, Playa knowin' you's a lie As we chiefed them mega blunts, I thought you was 'bout to die Now I'm stayin' super high, anna brings that trigger itch If you keep on talkin shit, I'll triple bitch a triple bitch [Chorus] Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Flizzy, Flizzy comin gunnin' Three six runnin', ain't no time for that [Break: Lil Fly and others] Yeah, hoe This Lil Fly up in this mothafucka With the South Park Posse, you know Triple Bitch ass niggas Y'all hoes can't fuck with this That sissy ass Paul boy That Ricky boy, that Darnell boy That Chantrelle bitch, you know what I'm sayin'? That Robert boy, that Jordan Houston boy You know what I'm sayin'? All you hoes got to go South Park in full mothafuckin' effect Finna roast all you hoes All my niggas, Tony Bone, [?], and Gangsta Weed My nigga Shante, my cousin PeeWee, Psycho Pain, Dirty Red What's up with these scrubs, mane? Tony Bone, bitch, I'm [?] that bitch like he gon' do somethin', bitch! P Balla up in this mothafucka, grab Paul and Big Willy With-With ya rolly boat, biatch! Yeah, my nigga Shante in this mothafucka What's up with these playa hatin' ass hoes Triple Bitch, dick suckin' ass ho's Yeah, this Shante in this mothafucka, sayin' what's up Y'all got my niggas fucked up Talkin' about doin' somethin' to him Yeah, y'all mothafuckin' [?] clan Y'all whooped me so bad on y'all tape I wish one of you busta ass bitches would put ya hands on A mothafuckin' Playa 'Cause, nigga, I'll smoke you, Dicky Dick, glass, dick smokin' ass bitches, mane Yeah, [?] in this mothafucka with the .45 sendin' shots I'll catch Tricky Ricky, Scarecrow, down on the streets Yeah, boy, you can't come back on Fl'izz'y, nigga I'll catch you slippin', bitch Yeah, all-all these bitches out here that live, dog, this shit real Nigga, please stop tradin' on that mic, bitch Yeah, Lil Fly up in this mothafucka Fuck you Triple 6, what's up? Bitch Mafia, Triple Bitch Mafia Triple Bitch Mafia, Triple Bitch Mafia I'm full of funk, I'm stayin' crunk, and Fly ain't barin' no trick I'm finished, swish 'em full of skunk, tote it, now take me a hit Bitch, the lick Hit the lick, all you Triple Bitch! Hit a lick on Triple Bitch Yeah, let that shit ride like Claires, baby [Outro: Lil Fly] Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Triple Bitch Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Triple Bitch Mafia Triple Bitch Mafia Triple Bitch-Triple Bitch-Triple Bitch-Triple Bitch-Triple Bitch Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Fl'izz'y comin', Fl'izz'y comin', Fl'izz'y comin', Fl'izz'y comin' Fl'izz'y comin', gunnin', Three 6 runnin', ain't no time for that