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Lyrics for Good Stuff by Three 6 Mafia:



Artist:Three 6 Mafia
No album artwork found
Album:The End
Track:Good Stuff
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:281
 
Lyrics:Where ya been
All of my life
I need ya bad
I've been searchin' for ya

That good ol' stuff
I can't get enough
You know I've been yoanin' (yearnin') for ya

Call me a drunkie that's wrong
Don't play it instead of rich bone
Young son
that's full of that come
We needs a one and a one
I gotta get'cha what ever it takes

Gotta hit your bis o
Soon as I flake
i take you how ever you might be

Pack dollar pill away
You know you got me feelin' good
Drop top down up in through the
hood
Ask me about a whole key
And man I tell ya I wish I could
It's all
goody-good
I think enough
Still like screamin' on after none
Give me that razor
that plate the lazer man
I need my medicine
That pulles me oh some nice and slow

Get him some stand lookin' out the door
Better get ready for all night
You know
how we wanna moan and blow

Escence up the blessin'
Keep me puzzled like enigma

My partner put me down
Where I start pound
The cop is cheaper
My smoke
and flows like mystical music
And know someone screamin' is chiefa
On Holloween

I pass it out to all the trick or treaters
in 1999 them little is will come through for you
bombers
So now Lord Infamous blessin' I was sitting bull
And poke the hunters

Smoke out your lungs
And powder your nose
We grabbin' big bitches
Or sometimes
we kick it
We breakin' the season
We breakin' our streets in
We breakin' out
sick cause I make em' up stick
Triple 6 Mafia gettin' so rowdy because we are out of this
atmosphere
Without the smoke hit eyes
So blury blur vision and tears
Kaze on
the right, on the left, to the rear
Scarecrow me keyed plus
The smoke flyin' out of me
lungs
Me keep these (??)
Sprinkled down little kids gum

Chorus x2

Gimme some of that good stuff
Gimme somethin' that'll feel kinda special
Gimme
somethin' that'll do it
Do it, Put my mind to it
Until we get high

I
keep that good stuff (lady what you mean)
Good stuff for that light green
Everytime
you see me
Eyes are red but still I'm on my p's
Smokin' gettin' motivated
Just
chillin' with nuthin' but playas
Hatin' as I can be
Relaxed and bumpin' some Johnny
Taylor
Feelin' good as hell
It's so swell
High, this stuff has got me goosed up

Got me wantin' some good lovin'
So I call my shorty
Baby, baby some and give it
to me, give it to me right
Come in with the quickness
Got you speachless to this
freaky night
Still I'm stayin' bout it
Never hate wit bustas
So can you see

Solo never sucka
Always catch me with the prophet p
Gone remain his lady

Kinda crazy
So don't test me
I will buck your bro down
When that good stuff got
me in disquise

What you got down in your trunk
Nothin' but good stuff

Knowin' this funk
Guaranteed to keep you up
Make you hyper super crunk
Let me
know on what you need
I'm cuttin' up gears
Come shock with me
Your partner used
to pluck you twice
I'm giving out samples
And it's free
Package deals from
state to state
The ice cream man
Who deliver that cake
You wanna get a piece

To shake
The bigger the plate
The bigger the blade
The thicker the
cheese
The more you can take
On and on gotta keep that pace
From scene to scene

Supplyin' that D
Some of that pure
Not none of that dank
It's over
solder
Dodge their forty
Get with the man if you want to get bloated
Just like
taking a sniff of roses
This lil sniff
They roll it up all night to the early mornin'

Constantly movin' now for yawnin'
Burnin' my people on every pay phone
And
allow that good stuff
Surper (??)

I be like Indo in
Don't go hollow
what your friend
Plus have them twins
The henn and a bunch of bird shit
Swith
your man
So I can get into the groove
And he whos cool can't
Juicy's constantly
speakin' at me though
He ain't sayin' nothin'
Man he may be the crunkin'
that
funny
Or the super bionic
Sick here wanna sit here
Fartin' like I'm a motor or
somethin'
Is it the squish
I cannot remember
Yes sir it's understood
Koo
must donw got a little bit of hit of somethin' good

Chorus...till fade
 
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