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I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I
I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I

I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I
I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I

They call me the juice and you know I'mma 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 â€~cuz I'm chokin' the green
Vision messed up â€~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 I'mma star
â€~Cuz when I'm in the club I be back in the far
In the VIP part everybody in the bar

DJ Paul 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 let â€~em lie
Keep them nice tires, ridin' around what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes

It's purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down
With the yurple yip yurple yip yurples
It's goin' down

I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I
I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I 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 â€~cuz I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not pretendo


Three 6 Mafia them my kinfolks
So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key
I just might not bring my own
â€~Cuz them niggas they'll let me smoke for free

What's 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
(Stole my heart)
Right from the start
(Right from the start)
So I broke you down â€~lil mama
And put you in the dark
(Put you in the dark)

I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I
I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I
Until I die I I I, I I, I I I

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 ain't 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's 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 like Bill Clinton, girl take it out ya mouth
We'll shoot it down right on yo dress

I gotta stay fly I I I, I I, I I I I

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