Letra de Stay Fly, Three 6 Mafia



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 


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 
Breakin down the good weed rollin the blunt 
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man 
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains 
Ridin through the hood got me grippin the grain 
And I'm sippin the same while I'm changin the lanes 
Eyes real tight cuz I'm chokin the creep 
Vision messed up cuz I'm drinkin 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 
Cuz when I'm in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar 

 
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 
Ridin around what they like 
Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes 
Its purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down 
with the yurple yip yurple yip yurples 
its goin down! 

 
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 

 
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 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 indo 
Know they mad cuz 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 
Cuz them niggas still let me smoke for free 

 
Whats up mary! how you doin? 
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 and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark) 


 
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 aint met no dudes spittin cold as me 
With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty 
Have a nigga 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 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 

 
MJ gonna sprinkle in some of that super incredible 
Have a nigga runnin back 
Where the nigga really good sticky number at 
Cuttin 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

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