Three Six Mafia Late Night Tip Lyrics

[lord infamous]
Let me just take you somewhere secret
Gonna cut all of the lights down dim
Forget all about your boy we gonna just flow it
What we felt lets share a few private thoughts
Im not just, out for your s__
Let me simplify the things in life that you find complex
Forget what, you heard bout me cuz youre a scarecrow groupie
But theres no pressure on you cuz you know
What you must do check this out
Lets have a drink and I give you time to think
Let me puff this buddah blunt and cut on this p___o buff
Girl come lounge here by my side, tonight your, my devils bride
And theres a freak deep inside have no shame, no need to hide
Why do you keep on blushin? get it on
Like a s___ she, she must be,
Kind of tipsy on this crystal like a gypsy
Now I got her on all fours
Bout to break down the headboard crash this broad
All through the wall now she howling like a dog, sweat poured
We hit the floor it dont quit, another one ripped
Its just another victim of lord infamous late night tip

(chorus)
Im not the type that get involved in long relationships
Takin trips, and buyin gifts, Im sorry Im not on that tip
If you want romance you should just stick who you are really with
If you in that mood you can hit me on that late night tip (2x)

[dj paul]
I done seen some funny s___ since I got in this game
They wants my crib they wants kids since I done got my fame
I never recall you askin your last boyfriend for nathin
But now the big bourban on gold got you aggravated

[gangsta boo] I need a coach bag
[dj paul] I cant be even doin it
[gangsta boo] I need my hair done

[dj paul]
Me too I aint got nothin to do with it
I been through with it, you and it since the first time you asked
And might I add, players like me cant be savin your a__

[gangsta boo]
I aint with that nonsense, or that lovey-dovey mess
Feelin kind of whorish I call and all I want is s__
Slip on victorias secret, hit the liquor store before it close
Call chris so I can get something white to go up in my nose
Now Im feelin fine, nothin but s__ is on my mind
If you cannot please me boy, then please dont waste all of my time
Got you caught up in the mist
Mystic girl from triple six
Late night tip is all we have, its time for trick that sick

(chorus 2x)

[juicy j]
I cant understand why these slobs be trippin
Cant stand the heat, get out of the kitchen
Ballin in my lex dropped low to the ground
Just a young playa tryin to put my bid in
Freaks want a trick that be constantly payin
Not a ghetto thug that be constantly layin
Raymo inn on a summer motel,
Oh well thats what the juice might stay in
Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I do
Like skippin work or love cuttin high school
Summon all the players in the three 6 mafia
Camcorder on skinny dippin in the swimmin pool
Never try to argue, bother you, or fight
Kill a pack a jimmy hats strapped on real tight
Sippin alize all tall, and a bud light
Just for you freaks on the moonlight late night

[koopsta knicca]
Tell me three 6 who be b__pin that music
Hypnotizin koop I tell you who Im bout to lose it
Could it be that late night, groove type, just inside the body
Always kinda lonely someone want me hold me, I say
Come here, come here, come here the koopsta cryin tears
I cant think positive when no one cares of how I feel
Realize my mind, sometimes that I even try to find
I cannot lie though I can ride high late night

(chorus until song ends)