Three , MAFIA, 8Ball, MJG, Young Buck - Stay Fly lyrics

Yeah! For the first time, it's going down
History baby
New Three 6 Mafia, featuring 8Ball & MJG
Young Buck it's a Tennessee thing

I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

They call me the Juice
So you know I'ma 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
Nigga your green gon' get lit up
You leave your drank around me
Believe your drank gon' get drunk up
You leave your girl around me, if she bad
She gonna get stuck these niggas 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-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

Puff, puff, pass, nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high, nigga, smoke us one
Paul pulled 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 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 niggas 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 'gar

I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

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 nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughing and choking 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 shit, light that
Shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
Blow that shit out slow
Then pass it to me bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible, have a nigga running back
Where that nigga with the
Hood sticky number at?
Cutting up a cigarillo like a lumber jack
In the morning, when I need this
And breathe again a whole lot of weed
But, I'm needing somebody to give
Me what I need when I want nothing less than
The best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8Ball and MJG
And Young Buck, we don't give a fuck
We must represent this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of Hennessy
Nigga 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-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y