Stay Fly
Lyrics
Yeah, for the first time it's goin' down, history baby New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Young Buck It's a Tennessee thing babe I gotta stay high until I diefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hardcore rap influencegangsta rap influence
club rap roots
southern rap roots
r&b influences
electronica influences
headnodic beats
straight beats
use of call-and-response vocals
consistent rhyme patterns
vocal samples
extensive use of vocal samples
use of vocal counterpoint
southern vocal twang
group rap arrangements
street talkin' lyrics
lyrics about alcohol and drugs
heavy use of slang
explicit lyrics
the use of chordal patterning
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump In the V.I.P. part and be buyin' the bar These niggaz is spies, we live them lives I gotta stay high until I die The bag of kush cost 650 'Cause when I'm in the club, I be back in the fog You leave your drink around me believe your drink gonna get drunk up It's a Tennessee thing babe DJ Paul and Juicy J, Eightball and MJG What's up Mary? How you doin'?, Mary Jane, stalkin' me So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it down with Smoke all night, sleep all day that's to me the American way You ain't met no dude spit it cold as me I gotta stay high until I die But them hoes gonna come out Your girlfriend wanna ride with me Puff puff pass nigga roll that blunt Taste like soup when you hit it, gotta have bread to get it Three 6 Mafia them my kinfolks, so when I'm in And keep them knives tight, ridin' round what they like I'm needin' somebody to give me what I need Ridin' through the hood, got me grippin' the grain Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggaz can't stand it Blow that shit out slow, then pass it to me bro Messin' with a D-Boy, ridin' them big toys Shrimp roll, full of that dro Hey, call me the Juice and you know I'm a stunt I gotta stay high until I die Ridin' in the car with some bump in the trunk Just really wanna smoke my weed Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out ya mouth You leave your green around me nigga your green gonna get lit up Where that nigga with the hood sticky number at? Fuck these hoes and stack my G's You stole my heart, right from the start Cuttin' up a cigarillo like a lumber jack In a car with a pimp where she supposed to be Let me smoke for free Stop at the light and pause on three The yurple, yurple, yurple it's goin' down Songwriters: Paul Beauregard, David Darnell Brown, Darnell Carlton, Marlon Goodwin, Jordan Houston, Willie Hutch, Premro Smith Coughin' and chockin' constantly Gotta keep one eye up on the po-po, close the window I gotta stay high until I die I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a star I gotta stay high until I die In the mornin', when I need this and breath again New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Young Buck Make a couple numb, a couple will die And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we must represent this Tennessee MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, super incredible We drink a whole lot of Hennessy nigga got a lil' hair on his chest So I broke you down, let momma put you in the garden Yeah, for the first time it's goin' down, history baby Make your man-gal wanna get on my team Eyes real tight 'cause I'm chockin' the green Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinkin' to lean When I want nothin' less then the best of the trees Let's get high nigga smoke a swunt DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust Know they mad, 'cause I'm rollin' Benzo Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the mayne And I'm sippin' the same, while I'm changin' the lane I gotta stay high until I die I just might not bring my own cause them niggaz there A whole lotta weed but uh I gotta stay high until I die Leave the club full of Rose' Mo Hit the mall and it be all on me but Memphis, Tennekee High Publishers: 50 CENT MUSIC, JOBETE MUSIC CO INC, TEFNOISE PUBLISHING LLC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP. You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit This that purple, not pretend though Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain Breakin' down the good green, rollin' the blunt We'll shoot it right down on your dress Since I have met ya girl you ruined my brain, ruined my brain Have a nigga runnin' back I gotta stay high until I die When I roll the indo She gotta give it up before she get in my car



