Three 6 Mafia — Weak Ass Bitch

[Chorus] When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH [Verse 1: Juicy J] How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grill Haters talkin' lots of shit But they scared of the steel If you want me come and get me Cause I'm real with this here I ain't scared of none of you hoes I ain't never shead a tear In yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beer Ain't no nigga make no moves Get you scared, shook your fear Y2K hit the clock So you know the ending's near One call to them killas and you just might disappear [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Now nigga all in my face hollin' real but real soft Bitch I'm holdin' up this Glock Bout to knock your block off You a weak ass bitch And your CD cover show With your fake ass face I been knowin' ya so I know a sissy ho Yeah know this a triple six city All that MTV and BET got you feelin' shitty Just to think, you used to be my dog Used to be my nigga, now you fake But I stomp on you trick in the grass You little snake bitch [Chorus] When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] We came to move the fucking crowd! Make the speakers pound If you niggas wild Knock these bitches out Rumblin' the ground Tramplin' niggas down From the dirty South Where the niggas like it loud We should hypnotize Instigate a fight Fire in my eyes, Soze, Lucky, Frank White Ready for the gunfight If you wanna get high Ain't no sympathize Make you sleep till it's judgment night [Verse 4: La Chat] Talk is cheap I hear you talking but you ain't bout your bizz La Chat a mack ain't got no time to play no games with a bitch Mane, motherfuck it, pass the gat we gonna rumble and shit Then they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha so don't fuck with this shit I know you feelin' when I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to you Well ho it's true, who got the proof bitch What you gon' do I keep my mug cuz I'm a thug I left the twink on my grill You got some anna Need to show it Shit you claim that your real [Chorus] When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH When I say weak ass, you say bitch Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH