Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Triple 6's , by - Sims. Release date: 14.07.2016
Song language: English
Triple 6's |
| Yuh |
| Yuh |
| Yuh |
| Just me and you, muthafucka |
| Flippin for real |
| It’s me and you, motherf— |
| Starts with ellipsis |
| I’m sick of bullshit |
| My brain is full clip |
| Comin' rapid, they come in clappin' |
| Asses where their lips is |
| Can’t imagine these kittens being more derivative |
| I’m a business |
| Triple 6's |
| Really live this |
| You’re just visiting |
| All in |
| Hardened, streaking down the wall |
| Should have called it swishes |
| Weird pardon weird |
| Still ain’t charting |
| Give no fuck though |
| What you think I market |
| Honest raw shit bussin' |
| Ten years plus and I just started |
| Beg no pardons |
| Fuck 'em |
| I burn 'em all inside the margins |
| Sharp as carvin', churn 'em out |
| Bargain, 2K a verse? |
| Yo' talk is cheap |
| Garbage, my bars bargin' |
| Yellin' Large Mark sent me |
| Smash guitars like they were free |
| And live accordingly |
| They’re so afraid of being them these toys |
| Pretend they’re someone else |
| They’re all made up, they’re Boyz II Men |
| They’re so Freudian |
| I range from none to ten |
| I ain’t afraid to show my skin |
| La dee da dee stackin' bodies on my poison pen |
| Yuh |
| Yuh |
| Yuh |
| Yuh |
| Fuck that shit, I’m comin' back |
| Yuh, Uh |
| Never easy |
| That’s just how it seems, I’m off the meters |
| Heaters, even my throwaways are keepers |
| Jesus |
| They’re fuckin' skeezy Z my Aquafina’s |
| Sucking features |
| I laugh Hyena from Ibiza |
| You ain’t got no Visa |
| There go my ego, easin' |
| Sittin' on the beach sippin capuchino |
| Y’all just try too hard |
| Like Mid-2000s Al Pacino |
| All these alpha dogs think they Vegas |
| But they really Reno |
| That ain’t no re-up, that’s a Keeva play no fucking Nino |
| My god, these patzi’s pretend to be somethin' that they’re not |
| Glossy, lip-talking bossy shit like «We forgot» |
| No moxie, stache faker than Flim Flossie’s is |
| Fieros flying by |
| They think they icy but they frosted-tip Fieris |
| Hi, my name is Andrew Skater Vandal |
| Off the handle |
| I came to change the channel |
| Dummy, come and shut it down |
| I just flew back from Europe, tell me how you run it now |
| I own my masters and my lady |
| I don’t fuck around |
| Woo! |