Chords for Three 6 Mafia feat UGK - Sippin' on Some Syrup

[Gb] _ You old pussy ass, cake ass, [D] punk ass, [Db] prick ass, sucker ass, fuck ass, stick of the [Ab] food
ass, K [A]-Y jelly packing ass, nigga you better get your bitch ass up off the [F] street nigga
you got [Gb] 5 seconds to get your hating ass up out here cause there's some trill ass niggas
in this motherfucker.
Yeah nigga y'all know the motherfucking scope [D] y'all none [Db] snarters none smokers none sippers
get the fuck up out of here bitch.
[Ab] Nigga there's [A] some sipping ass, pouring up ass, smoking [E] ass, getting high [Db] ass niggas in
here [Gb] 3-6, UGK nigga we putting it down in this motherfucker.
And we ain't [Eb] playing with you y'all know the motherfucking scope hoe.
Now pull it up nigga.
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[B] I'm still working the [Ebm] wheel, a pimp [Gbm] not a pimp
Keep the [G] dope beans higher than the Goodyear flip
We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine [Eb] pardoning
Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pitching and bargaining
You say that you a boss, I ain't believe in that shit
You got the funny Geneva watch with the Ferrari kit
[Ebm] Take that monkey shit out, you embarrassing us
I got the red Permesan, thick orange and yellow tux
_ [Eb] Hypercose on, on the hands free [Ebm] from
The _ 84's bomb on them blades, 20 inch bomb
If you got 16's, you can get a bizzare
I'm chugging on that Doja sweet and sipping on that scissor
So they be scared to phone it, some niggas say won't it
Won't it, some niggas say gonig, gonig
But I be fucked up for phoning, what with the mafia shit
And we ain't bout that bullshit
If we gon' get high, we gon' get high and we gon' house a bitch
Fuck niggas all at the mouth, niggas all at the ass
And bust that sub-papa nigga dick hard all night and she cool with that
She popped up till her ex, and drank on some more juice
And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super loose
Niggas coming by three's and two's all in circles like us
And use all their phonic components, [G] she on that X and the two's
For more than dollars for just one ounce plus an X's
I was putting out niggas sipping and dipping and [Ebm] tripping, made them bout all out
Slipping on some scissors _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ If _ _ I always have to know some nigga, he's just hot on that
Rolling on them X's, being a star at Papa's powder packs
What a weed that, ain't like [Eb] that we need that night
Griller's slow me down, slow me down, keep me decent
Nothing like that yellow, yellow batter, hey, yeah, get your name
Talking like, what's up, fool, vocal chords sounding lame
In my days, all we did was cheap out on the gold up out
On them coke, eyes up up, this shit should've knocked it down
Knock you out, make you fall asleep, when you're on them wheels
Ain't no doubt, ain't no one I beat [Gb] for this weed
Feel once again, on my wick [Ebm] that's hot, y'all had to drink
Check my name, you know I feel like I'm gon' fuck your bank
Tell me what you know, a prank needle, a young guido
Call him Dito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Padido
With my three six niggas, homing up in my southern credo
Quick fast, we'll put it on your ass like Guar-Gido
Cause you frontin' rap sangers, get creamy like a [N] zanger
You ain't from the main, the boy put you gets the middle finger
I come dangerous, drunker, occasionally take your bitch to the jelly
And be a dick and come slanger when big boy [Eb] come danger
Nigga, ring your alarm, sexy thing on my [Gb] arm
Cup of drink in my palm, and that crazy shit
I'm trippin' on some [Ebm] skinny bitches, somethin' that's wholesome
Florida the Folsom, for the most, I'm steady slippin' on some _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Slippin' on some salsa
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