I Got

Songs Title：i got

Three 6 Mafia Put your money where your mouth is boy

If you really wanna do somethin GET THE FUG UP

B**ch I got money （ha） I got clothes （uhh）

I got whips （hold up） I got hoes （be-atch）

I got money （uhh） I got clothes （HAH）

I got whips （hold up） I got hoes （hold up）

B**ch I got money （ha） I got clothes （uhh）

I got whips （hold up） I got hoes （be-atch）

I got money （uhh） I got clothes （HAH）

I got whips （hold up） I got hoes

I'm ridin tall on 24's spittin game out to the hoes

With my windows tinted black make you think you saw a ghost

My home painted white on white inside leather white on white

Chiefin drankin up all night ballin out yeah that's the life

Ladies wanna ROLL with me blow a bag of 'DRO with me

Party to the crack of dawn when I'm down in YO' city

I'm all about this pimpin when it comes to wo-men

Get some head while drive mayne oh what a feelin

Here I am here I am so fresh so so clayn

Off in the club aww sh*t I see I blew the hoe's brain

Befo' I came I say I blew a whole thang

Clean as a dollar off in my black on black Impala

The Don Dada is what they call me oas

But over here I should say I'm the king of Memphis Tennessee

Rap is a wrap haters wrapped off in my duct tape

What it take I say I been hard since first mixtape

Face get your G's up way way up to my level

Higher than the clouds where my daddy restes in heaven

But on another note I'm so stylish I changed the name

I surpassed clean like a baby I'm clayn clayn

Ay let me tell you niggaz somethin

Let me tell you somethin ni**a

That paper is like trash ni**a throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out）

Throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out）

Throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out）

That paper is like trash ni**a throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out）

Throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out） - YESSIR

Throw that sh*t out （throw that sh*t out）

We got - big rims big cars big guap ghetto stars

In the hood gettin rich gettin it livin large

Sellin white sellin pills sellin crystal meth meth

Sellin D's sellin speed 'til there's nothin left left

Fresh clothes pullin hoes get my roll on （roll on）

Phone ringin off the hook b**ch hold on （hold on）

I got a brand new woofer put some more hoes on

So I can hit the club strip and get chose on