Stay Fly (feat. Slim Thug, Trick Daddy & Project Pat) - Remix

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