Three 6 Mafia - Jeoulous As* B*tch

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"Jealous as* girls"

DJ Paul
Jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous as* girls!
Jealous as* girls!
Jea, Jea, jealous as* girls! jealous as* girls!

Chorus - repeat 4X
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin bout
Jealous as* girls, let that steam out ya collar ho!

DJ Paul
My killas and playas
We gotta hear the speaker upon a certain subject tho
These hatas so they talk s**t bout us to our hoes
They talk s**t tryna put salt in our peeing
These being
Some hating girls but not seein
We goin after you enemies
Anger is all in me
Graspin another clip
Infared and feel these
Cross outs
Or get tossed out
On that pizzacks
Slammed to the pavement
For a fizz (JEALOUS!)
Never really cool wit me
Hoes ya gotta put em up
Backstabbers and downers hold ya down but b*tch im
bout some commers
Puttin them guns up
For ya lame
Take no charges for ya man
Toe to toe witcha hoe
No problem man we can swng bang b*tch!

ScareCrow
Well I be d*mned
Its ScareCrow, and Goddy Cally, Tomontana and Hafa
We choppin off ones on these fkin as* girls cuz
they ain't got s**t else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock cuz they think they some coners
But in a lil while you fk gone need some blood doners
We ridin through India launcher
Put dirt in they launcher
They dead on the corner we comin real loca
I tell ya the nigs in my click man we comin real loca
They stayin real blow on tha snow
Always Coca Cola... but not the kind in the can
The kind in the drank cooler or in the drink stand
These got faith in they strap like a crucifix
Run on there knees like the purist christian
And in mafia land do not give a d*mn matter you penny or brands
We dont have to been that great cuz its no smoking the
store Kalicofalilo? check yo collar

Chorus 2X

Gangsta Boo
A nova gettin money lendin pimp by the Boo
They want me to smile but steady I frown
Aint nothin but gangsta up in me fool
For what its worth im takin you girls main
and dollars he's whinnin diamond his lady
So let that steam out yo collar
And face reallity
You cant compare when it come to misses Boo
Cant be taking no losses from none of you project ho girls
I'm livin it up stayin down, tryna get what I can
From the 9-6 to 2G, I'm lovin money now man
So why you playa hatin
Ho you need to dig what I peep
You wonderin why you aint bail
Cuz you be fkin for free
So since you hot you better let that steam up outta your collar
I'm gettin richer and richer I love the almighty dollar

Juicy J
Back when I was broke
didnt nobody wanna fk wit me
hangin wit my nigg* D.
Magic in this property
snipers gaurdin
wit them triggers
slangin nuttin but fruit
making junkies flip into a zone
like they on that screw
those was my itles
Dan and J. said stick to rap
cuz if you die in that s**t
ima get tha gat
3 years past and I finnaly got a fkin break
3-6 Mafia missed the styles
start to hate
fo i started makin cheese
sellin tapes
underground players stay down
now they frown when I come around
but im maintaining
still drankin
hatin I cant destroy
every time I ride
All I hear is fk witcha boy

Chorus 2X

Draped up and dripped out
Jealous as* girls, let that steam out ya collar ho
Draped up and dripped out
Jealous as* girls, let that steam out ya collar ho!

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