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 die
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Features Of This Song
hardcore rap influence
gangsta 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
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