Three 6 Mafia Rainbow Colors (Featuring Lil Flip) lyrics

I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm blowed

I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm blowed

Sippin' on syrup 'cause I love to lean
I'm high as fuck 'cause I'm puffin' green
And I got more enfedimines
Then Eckers and Walgreens

I get high as I park my, park my drop on the curb
I'm smokin' on that blueberry, yeah, I got that good herb
And when you come to H-town just hit me on the phone, hello
And I'ma come and pick y'all up
And we gone smoke and zone, where y'all at?

'Cause you know I got that good weed and I got that purple drank
It's one twenty for an eighth and two forty for a pint
I got money in the bank, so I ball like that
Got 20's on my car, on my car like that

Hit them all like that we ball like that
I'll fuck yo hoe and won't call her back
That's how we do it, baby, I gotta keep it real
Oops, my bad, I'm like bumby, I gotta keep it trill

And I don't pop no pills, I drop, I drop my trunk
So you can see my neon light and hear them speakers bump
They call me Lil' Flip, I'm leanin' to the left
I'm like the Yin-Yang twin, sippin' this, sippin' this syrup by myself

I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm gettin' blowed


I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm blowed

I'm zoned up and seein' double
Plus everything that I seein' is already double
So that's like four of you motherfuckers
I'm leanin' like I'm standin' in a muddle puddle

And berry, berry, got me wantin' a hashbrown ounce
This ounce, this huddle
I let the seat back in my lac and take another sip
Then screw the top off of my bottle, take this blunt and dip

Off in the syrup, my nigga ask me help me, help me for
I said you really wanna get high then this here will serve
What them girls really know about that yellow tuss, tuss
Or them rainbow colors all mixed in a cup, cup
That'll make your dick hard when you ready to fuck, fuck

I bet your momma told you, bitch, you better not fuck wit us, us
We some cool type niggaz, all we do is smoke, smoke
And we sip on syrup, sittin' on the front porch, porch
Till we get real dizzy, fall down on the floor, floor
And if I get myself dippin', dippin' on some more, more

I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm gettin' blowed

I got them rainbow colors in my cup, in my cup
Jollyranchers man, that shit be good as fuck, good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, gettin' blowed
That's that syrup motherfucker, that's that syrup, I'm blowed