Lyrics Three 6 Mafia – O.V.

O.V. Lyrics – Three 6 Mafia

Singer: Three 6 Mafia
Title: O.V.

Yeah, Lord Infamous back in this thang
The scarecrow, Keyser Soze
You know in Memphis, we got this lil saying
When somebody tryna cross then flodgin, high cappin’

We got this lil thing we call OV n#gg#, that means its over
f#ck with this super thug and get drug
Sweep your bodyparts under the rug
Burry this butcher knife deep in yo guts

Make you a nice warm blanket of mud
You fools ain’t learned to see the rear burn
Hollowpoint hit you so hard your body turned
You have been advised don’t f#ck with wise guys

Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprise
I know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like p#ssies
You n#gg#s ain’t killa to f#ck with Godzilla

Monsters, Villans for real and cap peelaz
Perpetrate, tough, and get f#cked up quick
Whipped like a b#tch and shot in the dick
Infamous, And your neck I will Squeeze boy

Come play with me, you’ll see its OV, Over
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV
Get these bullets on GP it’s on me

Better drop down to your knees its OV
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV
Get these bullets on GP it’s on me

Better drop down to your knees its OV
So all you n#gg#s join gangs because your weak alone
Catch you by yo self yo #ss ol’ get gone
Run up in the door high jack you in yo home

Tie your #ss up and beat ya wit the phone
You don’t wanna feel the force of the tone
Smack ya in the face and crack your jaw bone
Hit this cocaine and do yo #ss wrong

Like a 1 in 1, put 2 to yo dome
Glock, Smith and Wessen, Luger and Ruger
Will make sure you have no future
cock back the hammer and close your pupils

Lord with the sword is very crucial
Hands in the air yo #ss best not move
Don’t make me walk on yo #ss with these boots
Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt

Bullseye b#tch arrow in yo throat
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV
Get these bullets on GP it’s on me

Better drop down to your knees its OV
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV
Get these bullets on GP it’s on me

Better drop down to your knees its OV
Beat, Rob, Break, Murder, Erase
Don’t run, there-is-no-escape
Bullets-hit-you right in the face

Im-not-scared-to catch a case
Slugz, hoes, blood- all on yo clothes
Who’ll die next
Nobody Knows

Insain- mane -takin a drain
b#tch I-will-empty-yo veins
I -do -not -feel -no- remorse
Blow-your-mammy #ss off the porch

Slap-yo-punk-ass-all-around
You-got-2 days-to leave town
n#gg#s-got-they-dick in the dust
Style-kick-and shot the f#ck up

45s, 9s, and the grenades
Blow-yo-b#tch-right off the stage
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV

Get these bullets on GP it’s on me
Better drop down to your knees its OV
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV

Get these bullets on GP it’s on me
Better drop down to your knees its OV
OV n#gg#, Over
OV n#gg#, Over

OV n#gg#, Over
OV n#gg#, Over
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