Three 6 Mafia - O. V lyrics

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Three 6 Mafia - O. V lyrics

(Lord Infamous) Talking Yeah, Lord Infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when somebody tryna cross then Flodgin, high cappin' We got this lil thing we call OV n***a, that means its over (Lord Infamous) f** with this super thug and get drugged Sweep your bodyparts under the rug Burry this butcher knife deep in yo guts Make you a nice warm blanket of mud You fools ain't learned to see the rear burn Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned You have been advised don't f** with wise guys Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprise I know your click is full of wussies When you walk by you smell like pussies You n***az ain't k**a to f** with godzilla Monsters, Villans fo real and cap peelaz Perpetrate ,tough ,and get f**ed up quick Whipped like a b**h and shot in the dick Infamous, And your neck I will Squeeze boy Come play wit me, you'll see its OV, Over Hook x2 Wanna run up on me its OV Test the H see to the P its OV Get these bullets on GP its On Me Better drop down to your knees its OV (Lord Infamous) So all you n***az join gangs because your weak alone Catch you by yo self yo a** ol' get gone Run up in the door high jack you in yo home Tie your a** up and beat ya wit the phone You don't wanna feel the force of the tone Smack ya in the face and crack your jaw bone Hit this c**aine and do yo a** wrong Like a 1 in 1, put 2 to yo dome Glock, Smith and Wessen, Luga and Rugaaa Will make sure you have no future co*k back the hammer and close your pupils Lord wit the sword is very crucial Hands in the air yo a** best not move Don't make me walk on yo a** wit these boots Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt Bulls eye b**h arrow in yo throat (Hook 2x) (Lord Infamous) Beat,Rob, Break, Murder, Erase Don't run, there-is-no-escape Bullets-hit-you right in the face I'm-not-scared-to catch a case Slugz, hoes, blood- all on yo clothes Who'll die next Nobody Knows Insain- mane -takin a drain b**h I-will-empty-yo vains I -do -not -feel -no- remorse Blow-your-mammy a** off the porch Slap-yo-punk-a**-all-around You-got-2 days-to leave town n***az-got-they-dick in the dust Style-kick-and shot the f** up 45s, 9s, and the grenades Blow-yo-b**h-right off the stage (Hook 2x) OV n***a, Over 4x