Rollin’ Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Lil Wyte)

[Intro]
Man!
(Damn!) These motherfuckin X pills have you feelin' freaky and shit
(X pills!) Like fuckin two hoes at the same time
(Two hoes at the same time, I'm with that shit) Aw hell, shit~!

[Chorus: Lil' Wyte]
I'm on that ecstasy - rollin; on them X pills - rollin'
On them X pills - rollin, rollin, rollin'
Green four leaf clovers - rollin; yellow polar bears - rollin'
Red Range Rovers - rollin, rollin, rollin'
I'm on that ecstasy - rollin; on them X pills - rollin'
On them X pills - rollin, rollin, rollin'
Orange Cadillacs - rollin; blue applejacks - rollin'
Them white Maybachs - rollin, rollin, rollin'

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Mix that X with orange juice, gettin' real high in the DJ booth
If you got drank my nigga that's cool, Vicodin pills I take that too
Don't give a fuck any drug is a go, everyday partner when a nigga pop a roll
Got a lot of friends and they all do dope, Jack got weed, and Jill keep blow
Just woke up, still high as a fool, girl in my bed - man who is you?
She said we was on the dancefloor gettin' zoot
The next thing you know we was off in the pool
I ain't gon' lie this head that hit it, 'cause when you do X you'll run up in it
The girl had cocaine runnin' out her nose, powder feel white like a fence called picket
I put dick in her mou-ow-ow, ow-ow-outh
Then I kicked her out my hou-ow-ow, ow-ow-ouse
Memphis niggas be so wi-ow-ow, ow-ow-ild
Now I'm back out on the tow-ow-ow, ow-ow-own