Triple One - Madonna lyrics

[Verse 1: Marty Bukakke Large] Feels like a problem there is nothing stopping from stepping right into your territory Three ones the brothers, there is nothing other existing could damage me mentally How come when I speak they listen, when you speak their vision appears to go blurrily, (so when) A century pa** I will venture the dark, and come out cause, that's what I was s'posed to be b**h I'm gone, whatever reason, for why I can't ease up, not giving a f** 47 Ronan, up in her throat man, sounding like a Yamaha in the back of the car She get off on my ego, two forty Kawasaki to deep throat, I get the Nagasaki for free though Sit on the booster, Blowin up your puter, never tutor, the troubleshooter, the paper loose, so whatever suit'chah Obsessive-compulsive Many people they find me repulsive Running mouth your jaw click get convulsive Slow your breath now I want you to hold it Any body got a problem then solve it See the white of my eyes, red like a Collin Swollen, But look on the plus side, open her a** wide Tamahagane Iron for when I'm trying the cusp eye I'm eye'n the finest lyres, no sleep for the highest flyer No cap on the highest buyer, put us on a pin I'm up in a black ford, tinted dust on a dash board Blowing up with the jack chord, and the day has begin If you f**ers ain't heard of us, TO be the murderers I Heard you ain't worthy, we put your a** in the bin When Bukakke don't know bout it, because I been herb clouded Hurt anyone who has doubted, I'm gone with the wind [Outro: Phantom] I don't know, where to go Who am I, I don't know Where my friends, when im gone Im a joke, Don't know why When I'm High, When I'm High I don't know, Who am I When I'm High, When I'm High Where my friends, I don't know