作词 : Three 6 Mafia

作曲 : $upercub

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

[Verse 1: Pimp C]

I'm trill, working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp

Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp

We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning

**** niggas make me sick with all that pinching and bargaining

You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that shit

You got the funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kit

Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us

I got the red promethazine, thick orange, and yellow tuss

Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd

I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizzurp

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]

Some niggas scared to flaunt it, some niggas, they want it, want it

Some niggas, they joning, joning, but I be ****ed up, up on it

We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't 'bout that bullshit

If we gon' get high, we gon' get high and we gon' house a bitch

Two niggas all at the mouth, two niggas all at the ass

And plus, that syrup have a nigga dick hard all night and she cool with that

She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice

And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super loose

Niggas come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose

All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit

Forty dollars for just one ounce, Tussionex is how it's pronounced

Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

People always asking me, "Is the Three 6 high on that?"

Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs

Wh-wh-where the weed at? Ain't like that we need that

NyQuil will slow me down, something that keep me easy

Nothing like that yella yella, that'll have you itching, man

Talking like, "What's up, fool?" Vocal cords sounding lame

In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound

Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here shit'll knock you down

Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels

Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill

Once again, on my weekly high, gotta have that drank

Yeah, my nig, y'ain't know? I feel like I'm gon' ****ing faint

[Verse 4: Bun B]

Nigga, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido

Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Pedito

With my Three 6 niggas pouring up in my southern credo

Quick, fast, we'll put it on your ass like John Bido

Cause you fronting rap sangers, be creamy like a Zinger

You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger

Humdanger, rum dranker, occasionally take

Your bitch to the telly and be a dick and cum slanger

When Big Bun come danger, nigga, ring your alarm

Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palm

And that crazy shit, I'm tripping on some skinny bitches

Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom

For the most, I'm steady sipping on some, sipping on some

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip