Three 6 Mafia - Got It For Sale lyrics

(Chorus:) I got it for sale n***a I got it for sale. If you want it come and get it cause I got it for sale. (x4) (DJ Paul:) They call me the penny pinchin ebenezer Cause I only make sh** that weighs heavy on ya tweeter. Some sh** that's gonna blow through ya mutha f**in speakers. Y'all cats it too eager and no I don't believe ya. Y'all cats ain't got much but you'll get burned. From my hot touch get trapped in the flames. Get slapped in ya face. get out the game. You ain't in the right place. you must be out ya brain. (Chorus) (Juicy J:) Juicy J. put cats to shame. Three 6 drop beats like acid rain. I told y'all before this ain't a damn game. You the weakest link. I be the damn chain. If you a b**h than b**h gimme brains. If you a clean shirt I be the blood stain. When you get hurt I am the pain That send signals to ya mutha f**in' brain. I maintain get change spit thangs in wite veins. Ain't a damn thang changed. crystal clear like a picture frame. Me and crunchy black on a damn plane. The architech and president off in the Range. (DJ Paul:) I be quick to spot you before you get close. I'm as good as a biscuit, like breakfast rolls. Stay out my business before I turn critical Scalp you like an indian ritual Cause yo my rhymes is too visual. You wanna spit that sh** but ya rhymes is too pitiful. You can't get with me. the last samari That you can't defeat and you wonder why (Infamous:)i have no table manners Hit hard like a mutha f**in sledge hammer. Got b**hes from memphis to alabama. They can't hang with my swag or nuttin. You the ingine that could but I'm the wood. Shoot first ask questions later. Ill see ya now but won't see ya later I just gave credit to the grave bruh. I got the dough got the dro Got the hoes gotta speed up the flow One mo time. catch scarcrow on the grind. If you ain't bout money don't waste my time. Hypnotize always gon shine. Leave hoes shot from a gun of mine like (Chorus)