Lyrics

Dom Corleo – Triple 6 Lyrics

Updated

November 18, 2024

Mpo SA

Triple 6 Lyrics by Dom Corleo

[Intro]
(Mimo)
(We need to cook)
(Perfect!)

[Chorus]
Nine shit, nine shit, nine shit
Swing that upside down, yeah, that’s my shit, my shit
They don’t know how to get fly, that’s just my shit, my shit
Yeah, I’m sippin’ on pints with full money, not divided (Not divided)
I’m on some rockstar shit, yeah, I got rockstar swag (Yeah, I’m on some rockstar shit)
And I be with an emo bitch, got her eyes blacked out, she bad (I be with an emo)
I got like one or two more sticks that I gotta tote, can’t go out bad (I got like one or two)
I got like three hundred new whips in the parkin’ lot, which one we drive? (Three hundred whips)

[Verse]
Three thousand 5’s, Donald Glover (Gambino)
Yes, I’ll fuck her, but I do not love her
I’ma lose her, no, I am not no lover (Yeah)
I’m a lame rockin’ undercover (Yeah)
Fuck the cool ones like a bad kid
I still fuck a bad ho ’cause I’m a bad kid
Yeah, we gon’ fuck around ’cause we gon’ get active
Selling bricks, yeah, I’m fuckin’ taxin’
I got four of them in my cup (Yuh)
Yeah, we sippin’ syrup, gotta kick the cup (Yeah)
And that marijuana, it be my lunch (Yes)
I got a bad habit with the drugs (Bad habit with the drugs)
I need a pound, give me that (Give me that)
Bitch a ho, take her back (Yeah)
She reside where I stay at (Yeah)
Shittin’ on ’em, take that (Shittin’ on ’em)
My way, I made that
Sons, I make that (Yeah)
Dick, she take that (Ha)
Nine shit, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
(Nine shit, yeah-yeah)
(Nine shit, yeah-yeah)