Lyrics Stash Spot - Three 6 Mafia

Stash Spot

66, hundred and sixtysix
Six hundred and six six six
Six six six
Six hundred and sixtysix
Hundred and sixtysix
Hundred and sixtysix
Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em
I don’t love 'em, dump 'em, slump 'em
Put 'em, put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
I’m fresh up out the jail with no job, so I steal and rob
Cock my
Took the money, reach down for pistol, Koopsta gotta keep you bitch
6 to the double 6, 6, 6, Triple 6
Creepin' with my desert eagle, call these hoes
This part 2 of a murder murder murder murder
Boppin' bitches sold the yey
He rather
Da Mafia that be my clique
Them other cliques really ain’t shit
Don’t make me go crazy on you
And I pull out the pistol as quick as it gets
You keep playing me like a clown
I show you how I put it down
I’m calling up Skinny, he got them rounds
I swear we ain’t fucking around
I’m matchin', I’m out on the gas
I put on my Jason the mask
That scared them, this Gangsta go Boo be so ratchet
Spearin' your head without asking no question
You better take me to your stash
I want it, I want it so bad
I know that I’m whicked and I’m with this shit
Fuck 'em, tie 'em, drag 'em from me
Speedin' in my 60 ceiling cut
Doing
Sag up in my blood, apartment bustin'
With a nigga niggas head
Clap on the 40 caliber sounds and throw the pack
Nigga breakin' in the streets and you driving reckless
Showin' off and whoop you like I want some attention
Pull 'em to a light that still blinkin'
Grab the 45, cut this 'fore a nigga start trippin
Like watch and ring and the gold neckless, drop it off!
Hang with Mafi', bang with the Mafi'
Bang with the Mafi', gang with the Mafi'
Put her in the hoe spot, take 'em to my stash spot
Niggas know I’m for real when them guns pop
They talk that shit I watch their motherfuckin' body drop
Put 'em in the hoe spot, take 'em to their stash spot
Put 'em in the hoe spot, take 'em to their stash spot
Mafia 6ix, we ain’t barrin' no bitch
You talk that shit, your bitch ass will get dealt with