Three 6 Mafia - Stay Fly - Crunchy Black lyrics

< Juicy J > YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for the first time , its going down in history baby! new three 6 mafia featuring 8 ball, dj paul, MJG and youngbuck its a tennessee thing < Chorus > i gotta stay high-aaaaa-aaaa till' i die-aaaa-aaa-aaa ( 3x ) < Juicy J > WHOOOO A, they call me a juice and you know im a stunt riden in the car with some bump in the trunk tone in my lap, and you know its a pump breakin down the good green rollin the blunts ghetto pimp type girl say im the man ice on the wrist with ice in the chain ridin through the hood yea im grippin the grain and im sippin the same while im changin the lane eyes real tight cuz im chokin the green b**h you messed up cuz im tryna get laid messin with the d boy ridin on them big toys make ya man gal wanna get on my team she gotta give it up before she get in my car i aint Denzel but i know im a star cause when im in the club i be back in the far in the vip part and be buyin tha bar dj paul is a dog one you do not trust you leave your green around me n***a your green gonna get lit up you leave your drank around me belive me your drank is gonna get drunk up you leave your girl around me and if she bad she gonna get stuffed these n***a's despise we let em lie keep them lies tight fine write what they like make a couple of 'em nuns and a couple of 'em dykes cause purple erp purple erp purple and swallow it down with that yurple erp yurple erp yurple Its goin down Chorus < Young Buck > puff puff pa** n***a roll that blunt lets get high n***a smoke us one i pull out the phantom n***as can't stand it but them hoes gone come out just really wanna smoke my weed f** these hoes and stack my cheese stop at the light and pause on three hit the mall and it be all on me but gotta keep one eye for the po-po close the window when i blow the indo tone in my hand cuz im rollin' Benzo its that purple not pretendo Three Six Mafia them my kinfolk so when im in Memphis Tennekey I just might not bring my own cuz them n***as let me smoke for free < Crunchy Black > Whats up Mary (How ya doin) Mary Jane (stankin b**h) Since i met ya 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 ya down lil' momma putchya in the gar (putchya in the gar) [Gar reffers to a Cigar] Chorus < 8ball > front row full of that dro leave the club full of rosemo yo girlfriend wanna ride with me in da car with a pimp where she posed to be You aint met no dude that spit as cold as me a bag of kush cost 650 have a n***a who smoke reggie milla caughin and chokin constantly taste like fruit when you hit it gotta have bread to get it smoke all night sleep all day has to be the american way roll dat sh** light dat sh** hit dat sh** hold dat sh** blow that sh** out slow then pa** it to me, bro < MJG > mj finna sprinkle in some of that super incredible have a n***a runnin back where tha n***a wit da kush stick his numba at cuttin up a cigarillo like a lumba jack in the mornin what i need is to be smokin' a whole lot of weed but i need somebody to gimme what i need when i want nothin less then the best of the trees dj paul, juicy j 8ball and MJG and youngbuck we dont give a f** we must represent this tennesee we drink a whole lot of hennessee what? this n***a got a lil hair on his chest we lbe like Bill Clinton girl take it outcha mouth and shoot it right there on ya dress WE GOTTA STAY HIGH-AAAA-AAAA-A