All or Nothin Three 6 Mafia
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[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Gotta have a big back bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pounds, fuck a mothafuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some down ass hoes for the road
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
They bitches with a punch bowl of weed, I call it bud in bed
On the spread, plenty cash, dumpin' blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydraulics, liquor, 'cause I'm alcoholic
No college for my knowledge, 'cause I knew how to make profits
Don't like expensive clothes, just the gangsta apparel
Grab my raffle as I walk down the threshold
Black as a shadow, smoked, loced vehicle
Hit Triple six up on my Motorola portable
Keepin' it key low pro flow in the studio
Part time gigolo, rock a show to make some dough
Lord Infamous, Mafioso gangsta pimp playa
Got ya on my brand new Scarecrow underwear
Six hundred acre marijuana field in my backyard
Smokin' banana leaves on my lawn chair playin' cards
A room full of mothafuckin' bombs and artillery
All fuckin' century I need
Gotta have a big back bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pounds, fuck a mothafuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some down ass hoes for the road
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
They bitches with a punch bowl of weed, I call it bud in bed
On the spread, plenty cash, dumpin' blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydraulics, liquor, 'cause I'm alcoholic
No college for my knowledge, 'cause I knew how to make profits
Don't like expensive clothes, just the gangsta apparel
Grab my raffle as I walk down the threshold
Black as a shadow, smoked, loced vehicle
Hit Triple six up on my Motorola portable
Keepin' it key low pro flow in the studio
Part time gigolo, rock a show to make some dough
Lord Infamous, Mafioso gangsta pimp playa
Got ya on my brand new Scarecrow underwear
Six hundred acre marijuana field in my backyard
Smokin' banana leaves on my lawn chair playin' cards
A room full of mothafuckin' bombs and artillery
All fuckin' century I need
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