Three 6 Mafia, The Most Known Unknowns, the album
A lot of people question the title
They wanna know what it means
The Most Known Unknowns means
That Three 6 Mafia is known, but at the same time they unknown
You know what I'm sayin'?
We got a lot to do with what's going on in hip-hop today
You know what I'm sayin'? But niggas don't realize it
Niggas in the streets realize it
But the press and the industry don't realize it
But it's all good, it is what it is
I ain't gonna to talk your head off, I'ma drop these hits on ya
Play them classics
Where is the bud, where is the bud?
Slob on my knob like corn on a cob
Tear the club up, tear the club up
Push 'em up, tear it up, push 'em up
Who run it? Who run it?
Playa, why ya hatin'? Playa, why ya hatin'?
Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
When I say weak-ass, you say bitch
Let me feel, let me feel, let me feel yo tongue ring
It's my baby mama (you ain't know), I'm on child support
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
I say, bitch, get the f*ck out my face
I'm ridin' spinners, I'm riding spinners, they don't stop
The way y'all test my gangsta, these bitches test my gangsta
I'm from that Memphis Ten, trick, who gives a what where you're from
Lookin' for them JLo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat, let me squeeze it
That one hitter quitter, that one hitter quitter
Who you f*ckin' with, bitch? Who you f*ckin' with, bitch?
Shut the f*ck up
Most Known Unknown Hits Video (MV)
Performed By: Three 6 Mafia
From Album: Most Known Unknown
Language: English
Length: 1:42
Written by: Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard
Year: 2005
Three 6 Mafia - Most Known Unknown Hits Lyrics
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Three 6 Mafia, The Most Known Unknowns, the album
A lot of people question the title
They wanna know what it means
The Most Known Unknowns means
That Three 6 Mafia is known, but at the same time they unknown
You know what I'm sayin'?
We got a lot to do with what's going on in hip-hop today
You know what I'm sayin'? But niggas don't realize it
Niggas in the streets realize it
But the press and the industry don't realize it
But it's all good, it is what it is
I ain't gonna to talk your head off, I'ma drop these hits on ya
Play them classics
Where is the bud, where is the bud?
Slob on my knob like corn on a cob
Tear the club up, tear the club up
Push 'em up, tear it up, push 'em up
Who run it? Who run it?
Playa, why ya hatin'? Playa, why ya hatin'?
Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
When I say weak-ass, you say bitch
Let me feel, let me feel, let me feel yo tongue ring
It's my baby mama (you ain't know), I'm on child support
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
I say, bitch, get the f*ck out my face
I'm ridin' spinners, I'm riding spinners, they don't stop
The way y'all test my gangsta, these bitches test my gangsta
I'm from that Memphis Ten, trick, who gives a what where you're from
Lookin' for them JLo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat, let me squeeze it
That one hitter quitter, that one hitter quitter
Who you f*ckin' with, bitch? Who you f*ckin' with, bitch?
Shut the f*ck up
A lot of people question the title
They wanna know what it means
The Most Known Unknowns means
That Three 6 Mafia is known, but at the same time they unknown
You know what I'm sayin'?
We got a lot to do with what's going on in hip-hop today
You know what I'm sayin'? But niggas don't realize it
Niggas in the streets realize it
But the press and the industry don't realize it
But it's all good, it is what it is
I ain't gonna to talk your head off, I'ma drop these hits on ya
Play them classics
Where is the bud, where is the bud?
Slob on my knob like corn on a cob
Tear the club up, tear the club up
Push 'em up, tear it up, push 'em up
Who run it? Who run it?
Playa, why ya hatin'? Playa, why ya hatin'?
Sippin' on some sizzurp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
When I say weak-ass, you say bitch
Let me feel, let me feel, let me feel yo tongue ring
It's my baby mama (you ain't know), I'm on child support
She's a two way freak, a two way freak
I say, bitch, get the f*ck out my face
I'm ridin' spinners, I'm riding spinners, they don't stop
The way y'all test my gangsta, these bitches test my gangsta
I'm from that Memphis Ten, trick, who gives a what where you're from
Lookin' for them JLo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat, let me squeeze it
That one hitter quitter, that one hitter quitter
Who you f*ckin' with, bitch? Who you f*ckin' with, bitch?
Shut the f*ck up
Writer: Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
