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Sippin’ on Some Syrup

by Three 6 Mafiaon When the Smoke Clears: Sixty 6, Sixty 1

[Intro: Bun B, Pimp C & DJ Paul]

(Triple Six)

Yeah, you ol' pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass

Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y Jelly-packin'-ass nigga

Smoke somethin', bitch

You better get your bitch ass up off the street, nigga

You got five seconds to get your hatin' ass up outta here

Pourin' up and showin' up, bitch

Cause it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker

Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfuckin' sco'

Y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers

Get the fuck up outta here, bitch

Nigga, it's some sippin'-ass, pourin' up-ass, smokin'-ass

Gettin' high-ass niggas in here, Three 6, UGK, nigga

We puttin' it down in this motherfucker

And we ain't playin' witcha, y'all know the motherfuckin' sco', ho

Now pour it up, nigga

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip-sippin' on some, sip—

[Verse 1: Pimp C]

I'm trill, workin' the wheel, a pimp, not a simp

Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp

We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisonin'

Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pinchin' and bargainin'

You say that you a boss, I ain't believin' that shit

You got the funny Geneva watch with the Ferrari kit

Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassin' us

I got the red promethazine, thick orange, and yellow Tuss'

Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzird

I'm chokin' on that doja sweet and sippin' on that sizzurp

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]

Some niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas, they want it, want it

Some niggas, they jon'ing, jon'ing, but I be fucked up, up on it

We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't 'bout that bullshit

If we gon' get high, we gon' get high, and we gon' house a bitch

Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass

And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all night, and she cool with that

She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice

And just when you thought she was freaky, she done got super loose

Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose

All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie-fruit

Forty dollars for just one ounce, Tussionex is how it's pronounced

Niggas sippin' and dippin' and trippin', mane, I'm 'bout all out

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip-sippin' on some, sip—

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

People always askin' me, "Is the Three 6 high on that?"

Rollin' on them X pills, stutterin', pup-pup powder packs

Wh-wh-where the weed at? Ain't like that, we need that

NyQuil will slow me down, somethin' that keep me easy

Nothin' like that yella-yella, that'll have you itchin', mane

Talkin' like, "What's up, fool?" Vocal cords soundin' lame

In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter-pound

Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit'll knock you down

Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels

Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill

Once again, on my weekly high, gotta have that drank

Yeah, my nigg', y'ain't know? I feel like I'm gon' fuckin' faint

[Verse 4: Bun B]

Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido

Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Perdido

With my Three 6 niggas pourin' up, that's my Southern credo

Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Bido

'Cause you frontin' rap singers, be creamy like a Zinger (Zinger)

You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger (Finger)

Humdanger, rum-dranker

Occasionally take your bitch to the telly and be a dick-and-cum slanger

When Big Bun come, danger, nigga, ring your alarm

Sexy thing on my arm, cup of drank in my palm

And that crazy shit, I'm trippin' on some skinny bitches

Somethin' that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom

For the most, I'm steady sippin' on some, sippin' on some

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip-sippin' on some, sip—