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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Mosh Pit"

(feat. Josey Scott, Lil' Wyte)

[Lil Wyte]

Ya this Lil Wyte layin' it down for that ACP
We 'bout to throw these boys in a mother$#&@in mosh pit
For those of y'all who don't know what a mosh pit is

It's just a bunch of drunk, ignorant mother$#&@ers
gettin' the %#@! whooped out of 'em to some music, you know what I'm sayin?


[Hook: repeat 2X]
Throw 'em in the mosh pit!
Stomp 'em in the mosh pit!

Swing your mother$#&@in fists and beat em in the mosh pit!

[Juicy J]

Its the Juice, up in the club
So raise your set high in the air and show me love
We drinkin' beer, we smokin' pere

Its just alive and three 6 mafia in your ear
We sippin' syrup, you might get hurt
We snatchin' (*##$es beatin' 'em down in the dirt

We dumpin' fur, we throwin' chairs
So if you scary get your $$# up out of here


[DJ Paul]
Now show them golds, and swing them bows
Take your shirt off and commence to whippin' hoes

We got that danger, built for a stranger
Your boys scared to $#&@ with us but I don't blame 'em
They swingin' knives, they poppin' guns

Roll with them punches mother$#&@er don't run
Swing back (swing back!), pop back (pop back!)
Clear the room mother$#&@er like click click (boom!)


[Hook 4X]


[Josey Scott]
Here I come, an only son
I'm goin' straight out the ghetto to number one

I'm gettin' higher, I'm on fire!
So all you haters better get ready to retire
I'm on the scene, I keep it mean

I went from having no chedder to bling bling
I got some ice, I'm never nice
And I'm a killer so don't make me say it twice

Straight out of Memphis, can I get a witness?
And I be lookin for the chickens with the thickness
I'm here forever, any kind of weather

You say you don't take advice you $#&@in' better
My anger swellin', my hate it dwellin'
I might be naughty or nice there ain't no tellin'

My mind trash, I'm about to blast
Not even a hero can save your $#&@in' $$#!


[Hook 2X]

[Lil Wyte]

See the Lil Wyte, I'm from the bay
I do not play, you best of prayed
This is my time, I'm 'bout to blind

I'm smokin' pine, I am so high
I'm 'bout to ride, best not collide
'Cuz if I see you I'm creepin' up from behind

You better hide, you on my side
You in my hood and I know I'm up in your mind
I'll break it down, just like a pound

Of some of the prettiest gally that you done found
I am the man, you are a lame
I'll $#&@ you up worst than the effect of a plane

This is the real, don't like the feel?
Then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill
I roll with killers, and drug dealers

And all the others I kick it with 'bout their scriller
Throw 'em in the mosh pit!


[Chris Steve talking]
Yo this is Chris Steve from Saliva comin' at you
I'm bumpin' this Unbreakables mother$#&@er
You can't even get with this %#@!
You can't handle it

You can't even $#&@in taste this mother$#&@er
You know what, 'cuz this dick is in your god damn mouth (*##$!
$#&@in' dirtiest of the dirty mother$#&@in' south comin' at you

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