Sippin On Some Syrup (feat. UGK (Underground Kingz) & Project Pat)

(Triple Six!)
 Yeah, you all pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass
 Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y Jelly-packing-ass nigga
 You better get your bitch ass up off the street, nigga
 You got five seconds to get your hating ass up outta here
 Cause it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
 Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking sco'
 Y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers
 Get the fuck up out of here, bitch
 Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass
 Getting high-ass niggas in here, Three- six, UGK, nigga
 We putting it down in this motherfucker
 And we ain't playing witcha, y'all know the motherfucking sco', hoe
 Now pour it up, nigga
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 I'm trill, working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp
 Keep the dope fiends higher than the goodyear Blimp
 We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning
 Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pinching and bargaining
 You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit
 You got the funny Geneva watch with the Ferrari kit
 Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us
 I got the red promethazine, thick orange, and yellow tuss
 Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
 The 84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
 If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd
 I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that syrup
 Some niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas, they want it, want it
 Some niggas, they jon'ing, jon'ing, but I be fucked up, up on it
 We're with the Mafia six, and we ain't about that bullshit
 If we gon get high, we gon get high, and we gon house a bitch
 Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass
 And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all night, and she cool with that
 She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice
 And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super
 Loose
 Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose
 All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie-fruit
 Forty dollars for just one ounce, Tussionex is how it's pronounced
 Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrupp, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 People always asking me, "Is the Three 6 high on that?"
 Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs
 Wh-wh-where the weed at? Ain't like that, we need that
 NyQuil will slow me down, something that keep me easy
 Nothing like that yella-yella, that'll have you itching, man
 Talking like, "What's up, fool?" Vocal cords sounding lame
 In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter-pound
 Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit will knock you down
 Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels
 Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill
 Once again, on my weekly high, gotta have that drank
 Yeah, my nig', you ain't know? I feel like I'm gonfucking faint
 Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido
 Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Pedito
 With my Three-six niggas pouring up, that's my Southern credo
 Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Bido
 Because you fronting rap singers, be creamy like a Zinger (Zinger)
 You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger (Finger)
 Humdanger, rum-dranker
 Occasionally take your bitch to the telly and be a dick-and-cum slanger
 When Big Bun come, danger, nigga, ring your alarm
 Sexy thing on my arm, cup of drank in my palm
 And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches
 Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom
 For the most, I'm steady sipping on some, sipping on some
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 
 (Triple Six!)
 Yeah, you all pussy-ass, cake-ass, punk-ass, trick-ass, sucker-ass
 Fuck-ass, dick-in-the-booty-ass, K-Y Jelly-packing-ass nigga
 You better get your bitch ass up off the street, nigga
 You got five seconds to get your hating ass up outta here
 Cause it's some trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
 Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking sco'
 Y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers
 Get the fuck up out of here, bitch
 Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass
 Getting high-ass niggas in here, Three- six, UGK, nigga
 We putting it down in this motherfucker
 And we ain't playing witcha, y'all know the motherfucking sco', hoe
 Now pour it up, nigga
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 I'm trill, working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp
 Keep the dope fiends higher than the goodyear Blimp
 We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning
 Fuck niggas make me sick with all that pinching and bargaining
 You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit
 You got the funny Geneva watch with the Ferrari kit
 Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us
 I got the red promethazine, thick orange, and yellow tuss
 Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
 The 84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
 If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd
 I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that syrup
 Some niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas, they want it, want it
 Some niggas, they jon'ing, jon'ing, but I be fucked up, up on it
 We're with the Mafia six, and we ain't about that bullshit
 If we gon get high, we gon get high, and we gon house a bitch
 Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass
 And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all night, and she cool with that
 She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice
 And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super
 Loose
 Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose
 All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie-fruit
 Forty dollars for just one ounce, Tussionex is how it's pronounced
 Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrupp, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 People always asking me, "Is the Three 6 high on that?"
 Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs
 Wh-wh-where the weed at? Ain't like that, we need that
 NyQuil will slow me down, something that keep me easy
 Nothing like that yella-yella, that'll have you itching, man
 Talking like, "What's up, fool?" Vocal cords sounding lame
 In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter-pound
 Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit will knock you down
 Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels
 Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill
 Once again, on my weekly high, gotta have that drank
 Yeah, my nig', you ain't know? I feel like I'm gonfucking faint
 Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido
 Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Pedito
 With my Three-six niggas pouring up, that's my Southern credo
 Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Bido
 Because you fronting rap singers, be creamy like a Zinger (Zinger)
 You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger (Finger)
 Humdanger, rum-dranker
 Occasionally take your bitch to the telly and be a dick-and-cum slanger
 When Big Bun come, danger, nigga, ring your alarm
 Sexy thing on my arm, cup of drank in my palm
 And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches
 Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom
 For the most, I'm steady sipping on some, sipping on some
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip
 Sipping on some syrup, sip, sipping on some, sip