Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Da Summer lyrics

Yeah, yall know what time it is

Three 6 Mafia in this thang and we heated it

We bout to let yall know what the business is in the M-town

Like, like

[DJ Paul]

See in Memphis them thugs be kind of like layed back

In some clean ass rides bustin a sac or hittin a pack

I'm fresh for ya pop a drank and I gotta get beamed up

My converty been dirty in the grass but I gotta get it cleaned up

I'm calling my team up

Mess witcha pull list in Marietta

I'm looking at about eleven

Meet me at for I gun and get 'em

Them G's and them fiends so deep

them fools always gotta start some shit

And now the coppers done ran a player clean off the strip

Up in the summer

[Koopsta Knicca]

Book of red dark as we busted through the misty fog

Me, Scarecrow, Juicy, Boo, Crunchy, just sign my role list Paul

None but that 9 up on my side

That side you tried to fight

Got bitches on my side

Get these bitches out now

Who got that fire please pass me that light my nigga

when ya doing that gin

Just want that really, really want that Henney just

want to fucking flare

And men my lung just busted open from disc under

That'll land up in a trauma Koopsta coming from da summer

[Hook - 4X]

Getting my groove we got to ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies getting stoked out

In da summer

[Gangsta Boo]

When Gangsta Boo ride

Ride with me baby I'm getting caught

Ya come across a chick lil' somethin who sets it off

Its da summer boy lets get together and hit the pool

Skinny-dipping yeah that's what I'm saying it's all good

Ex-ed out a little baby they call me the Lady Boo

Hypnotized a little always da summer who got me loose

It's no prob' to me you

Lets go shine together dude

Come and play with me

Come and ride with me

In da summer

[Scarecrow]

See in da summer can I cut 'em off

Scarecrow chop a limb down, burn a log

Gotta keep a easy eye out for the law

Keep a big bank and buzz when the summer fall

Wanna spread nothing none till it kinda slung

Then I roll up a crumb till it gotcha gone

Here come another bum wanna winning won

Crunchy, Boo, let me hit it triple honey Hun

For the birds that don't know that's yellow

It makes me slow down the pedal

Pre-coasted quick on the medal

And I will leap I will mail it

Don't watch that dope I can't sell it

You and the jealousy mellow

Because you can't fuck with rebels

Lord Infamous hot as a kettle

In da summer

[Chorus 4X]

[Juicy J]

Pastor E. and J, Grandma Gay, lets take a ride and shoot

To my high school

North side where they break the rules

I'm scoping out some freaks in the streets

With a sexy switch

What's up with them dingy shoes, and maybe I'ma holler trick

Rolling through the Green Pearl clean

What's up Black and Kim

Chiefin on the swishers slangin way down to the ground

While I'm dozing off on you cuz haters squalling call 'em Kirks

DM riding on 20 chromes

Under the seat he keep them tones

[Crunchy Black]

In da summer we be coming

We be dropping just like women

We be hurting 'em hypnotize

We be taking people under

Do you people remember me?

When I popped up on the scene

We were fuller of that green

We were high up on that dream

Yeah, Crunchy still the same

No, that game didn't make me change

All we got a little change

Now you people be acting strange

Used to D

I'm used to game

Wont you catch up with them lames

All them people be calling your name

'Cuz you trying to steal my fame

In da summer

[Chorus 4X]

[Lord Infamous talking]

Yeah, yeah, keep it rollin', keep it rollin',

keep it rollin', keep it rollin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, another hot one

Three 6 Mafia heatin' it up

Earthquakin' it, bakin' it, another summer hit

Low down dirty

Mafia, (mafia), mafia, (mafia), mafia, (mafia

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