Most Known Unknown Hits
{Three 6 Mafia the most known unknown the album
Alot of people question the title they wanna know what it means
The most known unknowns means
That Three 6 Mafia is known but at the same time they unknown
Ya know what I'm sayin', we got a lot to do
What's going on here probably today you know what I'm sayin'}
{But niggas don't realize it, niggas in the streets realize it
But the press and the industry don't realize
But it's all good, it is what it is I ain't gon' talk ya head off
I'mma drop these hits on ya play them classics}
Where is the bud, where is the bud?
Slob on my knob like corn on da cob?
Tear da club up, tear da club up
Push 'em up tear it up, push 'em up nigga
Who run it, who run it?
Playa why ya hatin', playa why ya hatin'?
Sippin' on some syrup, sip sip sippin' on some
When I say weak ass you say bitch
Let me, let me, let me feel yo tongue ring
It's my baby mama, I'm just a boy
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
I say bitch get the fuck out my face
I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners and they don't stop
These bitches test my gangsta, these bitches test my gangsta
I'm from that Memphis ten trick, who gives a what where ya from
We lookin' fa them JLO booties, big ol' ass round and fat let me squeeze
That one hitta quitta, that one hitta quitta
Who you fuckin' with bitch, who you fuckin' with bitch?
Shut the fuck up
Alot of people question the title they wanna know what it means
The most known unknowns means
That Three 6 Mafia is known but at the same time they unknown
Ya know what I'm sayin', we got a lot to do
What's going on here probably today you know what I'm sayin'}
{But niggas don't realize it, niggas in the streets realize it
But the press and the industry don't realize
But it's all good, it is what it is I ain't gon' talk ya head off
I'mma drop these hits on ya play them classics}
Where is the bud, where is the bud?
Slob on my knob like corn on da cob?
Tear da club up, tear da club up
Push 'em up tear it up, push 'em up nigga
Who run it, who run it?
Playa why ya hatin', playa why ya hatin'?
Sippin' on some syrup, sip sip sippin' on some
When I say weak ass you say bitch
Let me, let me, let me feel yo tongue ring
It's my baby mama, I'm just a boy
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
I say bitch get the fuck out my face
I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners and they don't stop
These bitches test my gangsta, these bitches test my gangsta
I'm from that Memphis ten trick, who gives a what where ya from
We lookin' fa them JLO booties, big ol' ass round and fat let me squeeze
That one hitta quitta, that one hitta quitta
Who you fuckin' with bitch, who you fuckin' with bitch?
Shut the fuck up
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