Stay Fly

Intro: Juicy J and DJ Paul] We gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Till I-Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie Yeah Remix, new Three 6 Mafia (Yeah!) Dirty South, it's goin' down!! Trick Daddy, Project Pat, Slim Thug We gotta stay, what! I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie We still stay fly and are fresh out the mall Brand new set wit' a tone in my drawers Playing wit' the kush and the CD from Paul Paul's smoked out, still breakin' the law F'in to get built and I'm chirpin' a freak Break me a piece sittin' off in the seat Yeah I'll share, I'll give her a piece By the end of the night she's chewin' my meat Black thug wit' it, size 12 inches long That's why these girls keep callin' my phone First I was a trapper then turned rapper Now these groupies won't leave me alone Haters got pissed 'cause the maybach's the whip And Project Pat came back on the rip And if you want to know if we bangin' your bitch She's suckin' my dick and I'm pleadin' the 5th DJ paul, it's official the king of the town Some clown tried to grab my crown I hit him made him put it down I represent the M And I do it better than him Or her or them On CD and on film They hate me because of my cars They hate me because of my broads They hate me because I'm a platinum artist and I'm a movie star Nigga get your weight up Now wait don't come to me Y'all signed to these people Y'all don't even know I own a company I could smoke up a whole arm of that Purple kush and the jamaican shit Get rid of all the stems and seeds And get a dutch and split it and fill it wit' weed Now inhale, hold it there Exhale, oh yeah! Partly cloudy wit' a slight chance of rain Gettin' high just to ease the pain And I smoke all night, smoke all day Back to back, sack after sack An oz. couldn't hold me for a week It'd take a pound of brown just to hold me down I'm a weedhead and you know this You want to smoke one? We can blow this Puff and pass it, trippin', laugin' High, don't cool it down, we can do the brown Y'all know Mary (Mary Jane) Mary Jane (Mary Jane) I can take you in her world and she'll be game (She'll be game) She'll do her thing (Do her thing) She'll get that change (Get that change) It's whatever lil' buddy see I'm her man (I'm her man) Yeah I'ma fly till I die, gettin' high as the sky Puffin' on live while ridin' in my ride Keep a white cup full of you know what That purple stuff on my side while I drive Back and forth on that I-45 Grippin' grain while I'm tippin' man Candy blue slab drippin' man Got the trunk on bang when I'm changin' lanes Ain't shit changed now there ain't no thing Still claim the same it's that blueboy gang The northside is where the boss rides That's where I hang, hold up man I'm reppin' Tex when I'm wreckin' decks Make you move your necks and go get the checks Memphis, Tenn throw up your sets And let them boys know we don't pardon no ?plex? ({North North} repeated throughout verse) Project is blessed, I couldn't be stressed That's why I'm spittin' these verses I'm free as the wizzit, fresh out the pizzit Man these boys is hurtin' Them persons verses never come lastin' 'cause I stack the cashes Slow like molasses, ain't no crashes 'cause I kept my glasses On top of the gizzank, w-lizzank, I ain't goin' backwards I clickity click, blow off of the rich' Y'all haters ain't no factors My platinum jewelry is my toolery Dog I'm rappin' rightly I'm fly as ever man I'm shinin' Hypnotizin' Minds and I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i