Stay Fly (feat. Young Buck, Eightball & MJG)

Yeah

For the first time, it's going down in history, baby

New Three 6 Mafia, featuring 8Ball 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 (Yo, music)

They call me the Juice and you know I'ma stunt

Ridin' in the car with some bump in the trunk

Tone in my lap, and you know it's the pump

Breakin' down the good green, rolling the ****

Ghetto pimp type, girls say I'm the man

Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain

Ridin' through the hood got me grippin' the grain

And I'm sippin' the same, while I'm changin' the lane

Eyes real tight, 'cause I'm chokin' the ****

Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinkin' the lean

Messin' with a D-boy, ridin' them big toys

Make your main gal wanna get on my team

She gotta give it up 'fore 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 far

In the VIP part, and be buying the bar (Yeah)

DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust

You leave your **** around me, ****, your **** gonna get lit up

You leave your drink around me, believe your drink gonna get drunk up

You leave your girl around me, if she bad, she gonna get stuck

These **** is spies, we live them lives and keep them eyes tight

Ridin' 'round what they like, make a couple of nuns, a couple of ****

Off purple, purp, purple, purp, purple, and swallow it down

With the yurple, yip, yurple, yip, yurple, it's goin' down

I gotta stay fly, till I die

I gotta stay fly, till I die

Puff, puff, pass ****, roll that ****

Let's get high, ****, smoke us one

Paul pulled out the Phantom

**** can't stand it, but them **** gon' come out

Just really wanna smoke my ****

**** these **** and stack my cheese

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 ****

Know they mad 'cause I rollin' Benzo

This that purple, not pretend-o

Three 6 Mafia, them my kinfolks

So when I'm in Memphis, Tennekee

I just might not bring my own

'Cause them **** still let me smoke for free

What's up Mary (How you doin'?)

Mary Jane stalkin' me

Since I have met you, girl

You ruled my brain (Ruled my brain)

You stole my heart (Stole my heart)

Right from the start (Right from the start)

So I broke you down, lil' mama

Put you in the 'gar (Put you in the 'gar)

I gotta stay fly, till I die

I gotta stay fly, till I die

Yo, front row full of that ****

Leave the club full of Rose' Mo

Yo girlfriend wanna ride with me

In the car with a pimp where she 'posed to be

You ain't met no dudes spittin' cold as me

With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty

Have a **** who smoke Reggie Miller

Coughin' and choking constantly

Tastes 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 ****, light that ****

Hit that ****, hold that ****

Blow that **** out slow

Then pass it to me, bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that

Super incredible, have a **** runnin' back

Where the **** with the hood sticky number at?

Cuttin' up a cigarillo like a lumberjack

In the morning, when I need this

And breathe again, a whole lot of ****

But I need somebody to give me what I need

What I want, nothing less than the best of the trees

DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8Ball and M-J-G

And Young Buck, we don't give a ****

We must represent this Tennessee

We drink a whole lot of Hennessey (What)

**** got a little hair on his chest

Do me like Bill Clinton, girl, take it out your mouth

We'll shoot it down right on yo chest

I gotta stay fly