(Lord Infamous) 
Let me just take you somewhere secret 
Gonna cut out of the lights down dim forget all 
About your world 
We gonna not flow it what we feel and share uhh 
Few private thoughts I'm not just 
Out for your  let me simp lify 
Light up things and life that 
You [bad word] forget what 
You heard bout me cause your a 
Scarecrow who think but theres no 
Pressure on you cause 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 porno bunk [bad word] lounge 
Here by my side tonight your 
My devils bride and theres uhh 
Freek deep inside have no shame 
No need to high ride, do you 
Keep all the shame get it all 
Like thugsta she she must be 
Candle tipsy on this crystal like your gypsy now I got 
Her on all fours, bout to break 
Down the head, boy crash this crowd 
On through the wall now she howlin like a dog swept poor 
We hit the floor it don't quit 
Another one break 
It's just another victim of Lord Infamous late nite tip 
 [bad word] x2 
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (why) 
Takin' trips and buyin' gifts 
I'm sorry your not on the tip (what) 
If you want romance 
You should just stick who you already with (ok) 
If you in that means you can just hit me on that late nite tip (ooh) 

(DJ Paul) 
I done seen 
Some funny and shh since I got in this game 
They wants my crib they wants my kid since I ain't gots my thang 
I never recall you askin' last boyfriend but Nathan 
But now they be purple on gold 
Got ya aggrivatin' 
(I need a coach bag) 
I can't be even doin' it 
(I need my hair done) 
Me too, I ain't got nothin' to do with it 
I've been through with it 
You and the since the first time you ask and might a add 
Playas like me can't be savin' your [bad word] 

(Gangsta Boo) 
I ain't with that nonsense 
All that love and dubb be missed 
Feelin' kind of huh 
I call and all I want is  
Slip on Victoria Secrets hit the liqour before it close 
Call Chris so I can't get somethin' white to go get up my 
Never feelin' fine 
Nothin' but  is on my mind 
If you cannot please me boy 
Then please don't waste all of my time 
Got you caught up in the mist 
Mystic girl from triple 
Late nite tip is all we have 
It's payin so trick that sick 
 [bad word] x2 

(Juicy "J") 
I can't understand why these ballas be trippin' 
Can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen 
Ballin' in my Lexus dropped low to the ground 
Just a young playa tryin' put my bid in 
Freeks wanna trick that be constantly payin' 
Not a girl thug they be constantly layin' 
Rainbow in on a summer motel 
Oh well that's where the juice man stayin' 
Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I do 
Likes skippin'work or love cuttin' high school 
Several other playas in the three 6 mafia 
Camcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin' pool 
Never try to argue 
But you all fight 
Kill a pack of Jimmy hand strapped pen real tight 
Fillin' alazey on top and a budlight 
Just for your freeks on a moon like tonight 

(Koopsta Knicca) 
Tell me three 6 whose that bumpin that music 
Hypnotizin' Koop 
I tell you who 
I'm bout to lose it 
Could it be that late night crew tight 
Just inside the party 
Always kind of lonely 
Someone want me, hold me, I say [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] here 
The Koopsta cryin' tears 
I can't think positive 
When no one cares of how I feel 
Realize my mind so tired that I even to find 
I cannot lie though I can ride hide late night 
 [bad word] ..till fade