Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

(album: Most Known Unknown - 2005)

[Juicy J and DJ Paul:]
We gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
'Til I, 'til I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
Yeah, remix, new Three 6 Mafia (Yeah!)
Dirty South, it's going 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
I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie

[Juicy J:]
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 breaking the law
F'in to get built and I'm chirping a freak
Break me a piece sitting off in the seat
Yeah I'll share, I'll give her a piece
By the end of the night she's chewing my meat
Black thug wit' it, size 12 inches long
That's why these girls keep calling 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 banging your bitch
She's sucking my dick and I'm pleading the 5th

[DJ Paul:]
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 my company

I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie

[Trick Daddy:]
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
Getting 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, tripping, lauging
High, don't cool it down, we can do the brown

[Crunchy Black:]
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)

I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie

[Slim Thug:]
Yeah I'mma fly till I die, getting high as the sky
Puffing on live while riding 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

Gripping grain while I'm tipping man
Candy blue slab dripping man
Got the trunk on bang when I'm changing 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 repping Tex when I'm wrecking 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 bar no plex

[Project Pat:]
(North North)
Project is blessed, I couldn't be stressed
That's why I'm spitting these verses
I'm free as the wiz-ind, fresh out the piz-en
Man these boys is hurting
Them persons verses never come lasting cause I stack the cashes
Slow like molasses, ain't no crashes cause I kept my glasses
On top of the giz-ame, know you liz-ames, I ain't going backwards
I clickity click, blow off of the richt-o

Y'all haters ain't no factors
My platinum jewelry is my toolery
Dog I'm rapping rightly
I'm fly as ever man I'm shining
Hypnotizing Minds
And

[Juicy J:]
I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i