From Da Back - Three 6 Mafia

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

Nigga please

I’m hotter than 100 degrees

Poppy in me

But sex don’t come until we come to our knees

Gimme' yo' cheese

Before I get my niggas and weed

Flatten you out

Take care of that

That’s how it be baby

Me and my girls cost too much for you nigga

Extra nigga in the Jag

Can you get with me nigga

Hell No!

I’m the bitch wit the chronic that’s getting high

Makin' money, looking funny

When I fuck on you guys

Damn right!

I’m the bitch of da night

No matter what

Thugged out in some Sean John jeans

A big butt

What you see when I’m walking on by

I see you looking

Whether male or female

You in I see you lookin'

(Bigger pussy)

When I’m packin' yo' nigga

You know the taste

At the «S» it’s 99'

You serve me wit' cha' face nigga

You know we did it

You be trickin' like daddy

Oops I spilled the beans baby

I be braggin' not dissin', ya heard?

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

I seen em' coming out the club

Drop the posse

Walk me down

Barely able to stand up

Barely able to fall down

Hanging in the bathroom

With my dogs

It’s all about two balls

Now I need a warm cup

For a dick and two balls

It’s Paul

In a Jag

But ain’t bout' to brag

I’m trying to grab a little hot something, skattely wag

Some bout it

Some down it

Stray ghetto ass ho!

Some ready for war!

Cause hittin it boy

Will make your ass go!

All motherfucking night don’t play

Drop yo' jawphones, it’s on, cause this dick on my leg

Y’all niggas want a real dicksucker

Come Down South

Make you say

«Damn, girl you still eat with that mouth»!

Then she turned over, caught dripping like a faucet

I called my dog Too Sway cause this ho about to toss it

I’m fucking wit chu, cause you fucked wit me!

And caught this christian in a bad little somethin to my whole weed

(Whole Weed)!

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

First, my nigga call the freak

Tell her she got dick to eat

Balls and all standing tall

Don’t forget the jack «a» me

Tell her five dope we keep

Opt a move as just a sweep

Heard she liked it from da back

In the back from toronsy

Paul said she wants to blow

With bad (bitch) week we cut off her

I don’t wanna hit the jump

Grab my 8.0 we’ll get her drunk

«My nigg, what chu' waiting on»?

«Hey let me use that other phone»

Fuck that, she got skit to hit

Im’a call that ho while she at home

«Hello»

«What's the bidness bitch?»

«Who is this?»

«Mister Dick»

«I'm bout' to come and scoop you up»!

«For what?»

«For what to fuck, the click

My dog said you got the clams

Silicon wit the ass

Don’t even need a bag

To hide your face

To sit you down!

Rumors say you turn em' out

In da car, or on da couch!

Never hear em' yellin' ouch!

Dick and balls up in yo' mouth!

Grab my 8.0, (and in a hit)

Maybe you can bring you friend»

«Do you niggas got that blow»

«YA» !

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby

You dealing with some thugs

Who like to hit it from the back (back)

With no kind of springs attached

What you think about that shorty

You dealing with some bitches

Who like cheese up front (front)

Get down on your knees up front

Now what you think about that baby