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Three 6 Mafia - I Ain't Goin Lyrics

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  • feat. Namond Lumpkin & Juicy J
  • [Chorus]
  • My pockets are swollen,
  • my bank roll is swollen,
  • these niggas out here blowin,
  • but baby I aint goin!!!!
  • Verse 1: Namond Lumpkin, (Juicy J)
  • Ya see I bought a black bonneville (keep pimpin!)
  • Im out here tryna make a meal (my nigga winnin!)
  • A nigga crooked cell phone (you on!)
  • So junkies wont call my home (mane he gone!)
  • Some niggas that I cant trust (we straight)
  • Some killas that'll ***** you up (we made it)
  • Lets chop it up and let it stack (thats the bizness)
  • That rent a house and sell some crack (yeah we in it)
  • Lets get this word all over town (you the mane)
  • These heavy niggas touchin down (wit the plane)
  • Lets slang some rocks and slang some ???? (you boys know it)
  • Whatever's gonna make the loot (cuz we can show it)
  • The shake junt we always go (we be deep)
  • Sometimes we have to throw them bows (or buck the heat)
  • Them playas down to make some ends (whats the word?)
  • A pimp always gone pimp again (them niggas herbs!)
  • [Repeat Chorus 2X]
  • Verse 2: Namond Lumpkin, (Juicy J)
  • See I'm sippin on some bud light (this shit is cold)
  • Im hustlin tryna get a bite (lets make this load)
  • My fishin rod is beamed in (we hit the jackpot)
  • Im cuffin and spendin green (its like a piece of ot)
  • But everytime I start to fish (I got a catch)
  • Some police nigga gotta snitch (I gotta match)
  • Lets call up the hitman (wit the AK)
  • And let them boys blood drain (this is endin day)
  • Im spooked and I wonder why (***** that rat *****)
  • He's workin for the FBI (he done got his)
  • He knew he was dead wrong (thought his ass was slick)
  • So now that pigeon's dead and gone (from the *****in hit)
  • Now that the block is hotter (mane we gotta go)
  • Its time for us to close up shop (c'mon lets roll)
  • But that dont mean we're thru (this shit aint over)
  • Ill be somewhere near you (and ya know it)
  • [Repeat Chorus 2X]
  • Verse 3: Namond Lumpkin, (Juicy J)
  • Ya see I'm all up in yo hood and I aint tryna stop,
  • I keep an eye out for you haters and you crooked cops,
  • I give a damn about your robbers tryna get me mane,
  • Ya know I got this .45 and Ima keep it mane,
  • Cause everything is workin baby when ya come my way,
  • And Ima call 24/7 night and day,
  • And when ya ask when Ima have it,Ima say already,
  • Cause Ima tryin to get a piece and Ima stay rollin steady,
  • And my baby needs some shoes some I'm on the stand,
  • I got that good white and green and I dont ***** wit that bad,
  • But its gettin hot dog,tryna dodge the folks,
  • But everyday I feel like they watchin me thru the scope,
  • To top if off another ***** about to have my baby,
  • Im havin a hard enough time with the one already,
  • But Ima still on all ten cause I refuse to bend
  • So Ima stay standin high and take a sip off this gin
  • Repeat Chorus 2X

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