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Stay Fly (remix)

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Stay Fly (remix)

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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 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

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

Black thug wit' it, size 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

She's suckin' my 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

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

I could up a whole arm of that

Purple kush and Jamaican

Get rid of all the stems and seeds

And get a dutch and split it and fill it wit'

Now inhale, hold it there

Exhale, oh yeah!

Partly cloudy wit' a slight chance of rain

Gettin' just to ease the pain

And I all night, all day

Back to back, sack after sack

An oz. couldn't hold me for a week

It'd take a of brown just to hold me down

I'm a head and you know this

You want to smoke one? We can blow this puff

And pass it, trippin', laughin'

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)

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

Yeah I'mma stay fly till I die, gettin' as the sky

Puffin' on while ridin' in my ride

Keep a white cup full of you know what

That 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 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 collect the checks

Memphis, Tenn throw up your sets

And let them boys know we don't bar no plex

Project is blessed, I couldn't be stressed

That's why I'm spittin' these verses

I'm free as the wiz-ind, fresh out the piz-en

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 giz-ame, know you liz-ames, I ain't goin' 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 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

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