Don’t Cha Get Mad Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Lil' Flip & Mr. Bigg (The Last Mr. Bigg))

[Intro: DJ Paul]

You know we got to do one for all these niggas
Out here sideline hating, you know what I'm saying?
Don't get mad cause a nigga straight up
Out the paint shop or the car lot or what not
Feeling mean on the scene with a pocket full of green
You know what I'm saying? And any one of y'all hoes think
A nigga gonna give them something, I can't give you shit
But this dick in your motherfucking mouth and in your motherfucking hole
And you got to reach me something for that, ho'
Cause I ain't for free, bitch
Pay what you motherfucking weigh

[Verse 1: Crunchy Black]
I pull up clean in my black fucking truck
My rims still spinning so you know I'm cutting up
I'm riding down the street, bumping nothing but us
I spotted me a freak, she was about to catch a buzz
I asked her what's her name, baby, it could be love
But you know you boy don't fuck with nothing but sluts
The ones that make money and stack them bucks
A bank for that cap and a bank for that butt

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Nigga, I'll tell your girl she can suck on this big ol' dick
And won't be fucked up 'bout it if she pay her rent to a pimp
And in the public's eyes she can be legit, be my bitch
Cause at the shake junt she got to work a trick, get the grip
And never no back talking cause I call her jack, backhand slap
She come up short with money, baby, then I snap with a strap
She gotta let these hoes know who the shit running this
And you just might have to throw some blows
Take a hit wit the fist