Three 6 Mafia Dope Boy Fresh (feat. Chamillionaire) Lyrics

Yea
Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Mafia
Academy award winnas
Wat
Wat
Wat
Chamillionaire
We stronga then eva
For real
The last 2 walk
Its goin(howlin)
Its goin down!

(Chorus)

I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! Now wat it is boy?
Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
YEEAA! Now wat it is boy?

Dj Paul
(Verse 1)

Anotha day, anotha dolla, anotha nite to make a hoe holla
I pop her cherry, then i pop ma colla
Pop brand new tags off the brand new clothes
Brush my hair back, nd kick the ho out the door
Flip a quarter to see wich ride im pullin out the garage
wireless transmittas send b__p to ma barb
Pull a pack out, and fill my body up wit sin
10 O'clock in the nite, but my day just begin
07 Mercialago wit the wings out
I usually neva drive it, but i heard the hos out
Fresher dan the mint leaf, smellin like a cocoa leaf

Centa of attention, ho smilin 'cause dey wanna be

(Chorus)

Chamillionaire
(Verse 2)

Yea
Chamillitary
Hey! Streets kno how i get my grands, trynna s_____ it betta switch ya plans
Pull a stack out ma d___ies pants, nd slap a hata wit ma bizznus hand
Keep a spare for that clip that jams, money like mike, nd a pimp like ken!
Put some chromes unda that big Sedan, nd im pimpin betta than Xzibit can!
Nd ur impressed behind ma ear, lokkin aqua feena clear
If u dont like it come disputed, do ya best 2 disapear
Yea! U kno wat it is, dont call me chamillionaire
Now the world gotta adress me as the hustla of the year!
im the man to respaect, im demandin respect
Or im commandin that canon do some damage to chest
Aint no hustla or anotha on this planet as FRESH!
So wen i lift up my royal, hand my pinky rang shakein' pecks

(Chorus)

Juicy J
(Verse 3)

My cars inside peanut b___a, outside JELLY!
Flicka 26 is drankin, drakin wit my CELLY!
We takin real orders, talkin codes on that TELLY!
We choppin up the dope like a butcha in the DELI!
U kno that purple cush will leave ur clothes all SMELLY!
But if u slangin pounds then ur pockets shuld b SWELLY!
Im ballin till im fallin just like that movie BELLY!
Im always stayin strapped for u n____s dat b PETTY!
To da 9, 9, 9, on the grind, grind, grind
I shine, shine, shine, jewlery blind, blind, blind
The time, time, time , yes its prime, prime, prime
Im takin over traps 'cause its mine, mine, mine
n____!

(Chorus)

I STAY FRESH, FRESH, FRESH, FR, FR, FR, FRESH!(X8)

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