Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Doe Boy Fresh lyrics

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(intro) DJ Paul



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 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?





(Verse 1) DJ Paul



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, and kick the ho out the door

Flip a quarter, see which ride im pullin out the garage

Wireless transmittas in the front of my barge

Pull a pack out, as if my body eva sinned

10 O'clock at nite, but my day just begin

07 Murcielago with the wings out

I usually neva drive it, but i heard the hos out

Fresher than a mint leave, smellin like a coca leave

Centa of attention, ho smilin cuz dey pose to be





I stay doe boy, 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?





(Verse 2) Chamillionaire



Yea

Chamilitary

Hey! Trick kno how i get my grands, trynna snatch it betta switch ya plans

Pull a stack out my dickies pants, and slap a hata wit my bizznus hand

Keep a spare for that clip that jams, money like mike, and a pimp like ken!

Put some chromes unda that big Sedan, and im pimpin betta than Xzibit can!

And ur impressed behind my ear, lookin aquafina clear

If u dont like it come dispute it, do ya best 2 disapear

Yea! U kno wat it is, dont call me chamillionaire

Now the world gotta address me as the hustla of the year!

And im the man to respect, im demandin respect

Or im commandin that cannon thru that dam, that's the chest

Aint no hustla or anotha on this planet as FRESH!

So wen i lift up my royal, hand my pinky rang shake ya pecks





I stay doe boy, 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?





(Verse 3) Juicy J



My cars inside peanut butta, outside JELLY!

Flicka 26 is drankin, drakin wit my CELLY!

We takin real orders, talkin code on that TELLY!

We choppin up that dope like a butcha in the DELI!

U kno that purple kush will leave ur clothes all SMELLY!

But if u slangin pounds then ur pockets shuld b SWELLY!

Im ballin till im fallen just like that movie BELLY!

Im always stayin strapped for u niggas dat b PETTY!

Tote a 9, 9, 9, on the grind, grind, grind

I shine, shine, shine, jewelry blind, blind, blind

The time, time, time , yes its prime, prime, prime

Im takin over traps cuz they mine, mine, mine

NIGGA!





I stay doe boy, 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?





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