文本歌词

Stay Fly - Three 6 Mafia
Written by：Jordan Houston/Darnell Carlton/Paul Beauregard/Patrick Houston/Stayve Thomas/Maurice Young/Willie Hutchinson
Yeah
For the first time it's going down history baby
New Three 6 Mafia featuring Eightball and MJG Young Buck
It's a Tennessee thing
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
They call me the Juice and you know I'mma stunt
Riding in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump
Breaking down the good green rolling the blunt
Ghetto pimp type girls say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain
Riding through the hood got me gripping the grain
And I'm sipping the same while I'm changing the lane
Eyes real tight cause I'm choking the green
Vision messed up cause I'm drinking the lean
Messing with a D boy 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 I'm a star
Cause when I'm in the club I be back in the fog
In the VIP part and be buying the bar
DJ Paul is a dog one you do not trust
You leave your green around me ni**a your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drank around me believe your drank gonna get drunk up
You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
These ni**as is spies we live them lives
And keep them eyes tight
Riding round what they like
Make a couple nuns a couple of dykes
So purple purple purple and swallow it down with
The yurple yurple yurple it's going down
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
Puff puff pass ni**a roll that blunt
Let's get high ni**a smoke us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom ni**as can't stand it
But them hoes gonna come out
Just really wanna smoke my w**d
F**k these hoes and stack my G's
Stop at the light and pause on three
Hit the mall and it be all on me but
Gotta keep one eye up on the po po close the window
When I roll the indo
Know they mad cause I'm rolling Benzo
This that purple not pretendo
Three 6 Mafia them my kinfolks
So when I'm in Memphis Tennekee
I just might not bring my own cause them ni**as there
Let me smoke for free
What's up Mary how you doing
Mary Jane stalking me
Since I have met you girl you ruled my brain
You stole my heart right from the start
So I broke you down let momma put you in the garden
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
I gotta stay fly
Till I die
Premro full of that dro
Leave the club full of Rose 'Mo
Your girlfriend wanna ride with me
In a car with a pimp where she supposed to be
You ain't met no dude spit it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650
Have a ni**a who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughing and chocking constantly
Taste like fruit when you hit it
Gotta have bread to get it
Smoke all night sleep all day
That's the epitome of the American way
Roll that sh*t light that sh*t hit that sh*t hold that sh*t
Blow that sh*t out slow then pass it to me bro
MJ finna sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible have a ni**a running back
Where that ni**a with the hood sticky number at
Cutting up a cigarillo like a lumber jack
In the morning when I need this and breath again a whole lotta w**d but
I'm needing somebody to give me what I need
When I want nothing less then the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J Eightball and MJG
And young buck we don't give a f**k we must represent this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of Hennessy
Ni**a got a lil hair on his chest
Do me like Bill Clinton girl take it out your mouth
We'll shoot it right down on your dress
Fly