Three 6 Mafia Stay Fly
I gotta stay fly I I I I I I I I until I die 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 gotta stay fly I I I I I I I I until I die 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 Call me the juice and you know Imma 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 cuz I m chokin the creep Vision messed up 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 Imma star Cuz when I m in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar is a dog one you do not trust You leave your green around me Nigga your green gon
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