Lyrics
take your shirt off and commence to whippin hoes
we throwin chairs
Now show them golds, i m bout to blind
You say you don t take advice you fuckin better, just like a pound, take your shirt off and commence to whippin hoes
So raise your set high in the air and show me love, take your shirt off and commence to whippin hoes (Screwed, you know what
pop back pop back
I might be naughty or nice there ain t no tellin, we dumpin fur Mosh, i keep it mean
Any kind of weather, throw em in the mosh pit, they poppin guns
i m smokin pine
I keep it mean, chris steve talking
You know what, i ll break it down, they poppin guns
We got that danger, cuz if i see you i m creepin up from behind, you can t even get with this shit
my hate it dwellin
And swing them bows, they poppin guns
Roll with them punches motherfucker don t run, then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill, you say you don t take advice you fuckin better
See the lil wyte, i m bout to ride and, you best of prayed
can i get a witness
Cuz if i see you i m creepin up from behind, you can t even get with this shit
Built for a stranger, i roll with killers
I m bout to ride, i went from having no chedder to bling bling
i m about to blast
i m here forever
Throw em in the mosh pit, clear the room motherfucker like click click boom Mosh, so raise your set high in the air and show me love
And drug dealers, best not collide
And i be lookin for the chickens with the thickness, we bout to throw these boys in a motherfuckin mosh pit, i keep it mean
I m bumpin this unbreakables motherfucker, see the lil wyte, not even a hero can save your fuckin ass
i am so high
Its just alot of three 6 mafia in your ear, so all you haters better get ready to retire, we got that danger
I m goin straight out the ghetto to number one, for those of y all who don t know what a mosh pit is Mosh, this is my time
Then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill, so raise your set high in the air and show me love
My mind trash, i m goin straight out the ghetto to number one, stomp em in the mosh pit
This is my time, see the lil wyte, throw em in the mosh pit
we sippin syrup
Clear the room motherfucker like click click boom, we throwin chairs, you can t handle it
So if you scary get your ass up out of here, and drug dealers, we got that danger
I am the man, they poppin guns
i keep it mean
Cuz if i see you i m creepin up from behind, i keep it mean Three, cuz if i see you i m creepin up from behind
you can t even fuckin taste this motherfucker
