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      Stay Fly (Young Buck, Eightball & Mjg)

      Stay Fly (Young Buck, Eightball & Mjg)

      Three 6 Mafia

      Album: Most Known Unknown

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      Three 6 Mafia - Stay Fly (Young Buck, Eightball & Mjg) Música y Letra

      [Chorus:]
      [a sample in background from the Willie Hutch's song "Tell Me Why Has Our Love Turned Cold"]
      I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I
      I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I
      I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I
      I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I
      
      [Verse 1 - Juicy J]
      Call me the juice and you know Imma stunt
      Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk
      Tone in my lap and you know it's the pump
      Breaking down the good weed rolling the blunt
      Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man
      Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains
      Riding through the hood got me gripping the grain
      And I'm sipping the same while I'm changing the lanes
      Eyes real tight cause I'm choking the creep
      Vision messed up cause I'm drinking the lean
      Messing with D boys riding them big toys
      Make your main gal wanna get on my team
      She gotta give it up before she get in my car
      I ain't Denzel but I know Imma star
      Cause when I'm in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar
      
      [Verse 2 - DJ Paul]
      DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust
      You leave your green around me
      Nigga your green gonna get lit up
      You leave your drink around me
      Believe your drink gonna get drunk up
      You leave your girl around me
      And she bet she gonna get stuffed
      These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
      Riding around what they like
      Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes
      It's purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down
      with the yurple yip yurple yip yurples
      It's going down!
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Verse 3 - Young Buck]
      Puff puff pass nigga roll that blunt
      Let's get high nigga smoke us one
      Car pull out the phantom
      Niggas can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
      Just really wanna smoke my weed
      Fuck these hoes and Stack My G's
      Stop at the light and pause on 3
      Hit the mall and it be all on me
      But gotta keep one eye out for the po-po
      Close the window when I roll the indo
      Know they mad cause I roll the benzo
      It's that purple not pretendo
      Three 6 Mafia and they my kin folks
      So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key
      I just might not bring my own
      Cause them niggas still let me smoke for free
      
      [Verse 4 - Crunchy Black]
      What's up Mary! How you doing?
      Mary Jane stanky nigga
      Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain)
      You stole my heart (You stole my heart)
      Right from the start (Right from the start)
      So I broke you down lil mama put you in a gar (in a gar)
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Verse 5 - 8Ball]
      Front row full of that dro
      Leave the club full of rolls 8 mo
      Yo girlfriend wanna ride with me
      In the car wit a pimp where she supposed ta be
      You ain't met no dudes spitting cold as me
      With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty
      Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
      Coughing and choking constantly
      Tastes like fruit when you hit it
      Gotta have bread to get it
      Smoke all night, sleep all day
      That to me the American way
      Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit, blow that shit out slow
      Then pass it to me bro
      
      [Verse 6 - MJG]
      MJ gonna sprinkle in some of that super incredible
      Have a nigga running back
      Where the nigga really good sticky number at
      Cutting through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
      In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed
      But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees
      DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and MJG, and Young Buck we don't give a fuck
      We must represent this Tennessee
      We drink a whole lot of Hennessey
      Nigga got a little hair on his chest
      And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth
      We'll shoot it down right on yo chest
      
      [Fade Out...]
      I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I!!

      Three 6 Mafia - Stay Fly (Young Buck, Eightball & Mjg) Música y Letra

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