Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

We gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i

Till I, till 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

Finna 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 meat

Black thug wit' it, size twelve inches 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 bitch

If she's suckin' my dick, I'll be 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 them 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 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

Gettin' high just to ease the pain

And I smoke all night, smoke all day

Back to back, sack after sack

An O-Z 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, trippin', laughin'

High, 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'ma stay fly till I die, gettin' high as the sky

Puffin' on live while ridin' 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

Grippin' grain while I'm tippin', mane

Candy blue slab drippin', mane

Got the trunk on bang while I'm changin' lanes

Ain't shit changed when 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, mane

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

Mane, 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, duckin' you liz-ames, I ain't goin' backwards

I clickity click, blow off of the Richt-o, haters ain't no factor

My platinum jewelry is my toolery, dog, I'm rappin' rightly

I'm fly as ever, blaow, I'm shinin', Hypnotizin' Minds and

I gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i