Testi di Stay Fly - Three 6 Mafia, Young Buck, Eightball

Stay Fly - Three 6 Mafia, Young Buck, Eightball
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Data di rilascio: 26.09.2005
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese

Stay Fly

(originale)
Yeah!
For the 1st time it’s going down, history baby
New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Young Buck
It’s a Tennessee thing
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Till I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Till I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
They call me the Juice and you know I’ma stunt
Riding in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it’s a pump
Breaking down the good green, rolling the blunt
Ghetto pimp type, girls say I’m the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain
Riding through the hood, got me gripping the grain
And I’m sipping the same, while I’m changing the lane
Eyes real tight cause I’m choking the green
Vision messed up, 'cause I’m drinking the lean
Messing with a D-Boy, 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’m a star
Cause when I’m in the club, I be back in the fog
In the V.I.P.
part & be buying 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 drank around me, believe your drank gonna get drunk up
You leave your girl around me, if she bad she gonna get stuck
These niggas is spies, we live them lives and keep them eyes tight
Riding 'round what they like
Make a couple nuns, a couple of dykes
So purple, purple, purple & swallow it down with
The yurple, yurple, yurple, it’s going down
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Till I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Puff, puff pass, nigga roll that blunt
Let’s get high nigga smoke us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggas can’t stand it
But them hoes gonna come out
Just really wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and stack my g’s
Stop at the light and pause on Three
Hit the mall and it be all on me, but
Gotta keep one eye up on the po-po
Close the window, when I roll the indo
Know they mad cause I’m rolling Benzo
This that purple, not pretendo
Three 6 Mafia, them my kinfolks
So when I’m in Memphis, Tennekee
I just might not bring my own 'cause them niggas there let me smoke for free
What’s up Mary, how you doing
Mary Jane, stalking me
Since I have met you, girl, you ruled my brain
You stole my heart, right from the start
So I broke you down, let momma put you in the 'gar
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
Till I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Premro, full of that dro
Leave the club full of Rose' Mo
Your girlfriend wanna ride with me
In a car with a pimp, where she supposed to be
You ain’t met no dude spit it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650
Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughing and choking constantly
Taste like fruit when you hit it
Gotta have bread to get it
Smoke all night, sleep all day
That’s the epitome of 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 finna sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible, have a nigga running back
Where that nigga with the hood sticky number at
Cutting up a cigarillo like a lumber jack
In the morning, when I need this and breath again a whole lot of weed, but
I’m needing somebody to give me what I need
When I want nothing less then the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J
8Ball and MJG
And Young Buck, we don’t give a fuck, we must represent this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of Hennessy
Nigga got a lil' hair on his chest
Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out your mouth
We’ll shoot it right down on your dress
Fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
(traduzione)
Sì!
Per la prima volta sta andando giù, la storia piccola
New Three 6 Mafia, con Eightball e MJG, Young Buck
È una cosa del Tennessee
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Mi chiamano il succo e sai che sono un'acrobazia
Guidare in macchina con qualche urto nel bagagliaio
Suona in mio grembo e sai che è una pompa
Abbattere il green buono, rotolare il blunt
Tipo magnaccia del ghetto, le ragazze dicono che sono l'uomo
Ghiaccio al polso con il ghiaccio nella catena
Cavalcare attraverso il cofano, mi ha fatto afferrare il grano
E sto sorseggiando lo stesso, mentre cambio corsia
Occhi molto stretti perché sto soffocando il verde
La vista è incasinata, perché sto bevendo il magro
Giocare con un D-Boy, cavalcare quei grandi giocattoli
Fai in modo che la tua ragazza principale voglia entrare nella mia squadra
Deve arrendersi prima di salire nella mia macchina
Non sono Denzel, ma so di essere una star
Perché quando sono nel club, torno nella nebbia
Nel V.I.P.
parte e compri il bar
DJ Paul è un cane di cui non ti fidi
Lasci il tuo verde intorno a me, negro, il tuo verde si illuminerà
Lasci il tuo drink intorno a me, credi che il tuo drink si ubriacherà
Lasci la tua ragazza intorno a me, se è cattiva si bloccherà
Questi negri sono spie, li viviamo vite e li teniamo stretti gli occhi
Cavalcando ciò che gli piace
Crea un paio di suore, un paio di dighe
Quindi viola, viola, viola e ingoialo con
Lo yurple, yurple, yurple, sta scendendo
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Puff, puff pass, nigga roll che smussato
Diamoci dentro, negro, fumaci uno
Paul ha tirato fuori il Fantasma, i negri non lo sopportano
Ma quelle zappe usciranno
Voglio solo fumare la mia erba
Fanculo queste zappe e impila i miei g
Fermati al semaforo e fai una pausa su Tre
Vai al centro commerciale ed è tutto su di me, ma
Devi tenere d'occhio il po-po
Chiudi la finestra, quando arrotolo l'indo
So che sono pazzi perché sto girando Benzo
Questo è quel viola, non finto
Tre 6 mafie, loro i miei parenti
Quindi quando sono a Memphis, Tennekee
Potrei non portare il mio perché quei negri lì mi lasciano fumare gratis
Che succede Mary, come stai
Mary Jane, mi sta perseguitando
Da quando ti ho incontrato, ragazza, hai governato il mio cervello
Mi hai rubato il cuore, fin dall'inizio
Quindi ti ho abbattuto, lascia che la mamma ti metta nel 'gar
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Devo restare al volo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa).
Finché non muoio-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie
Premro, pieno di quel dro
Lascia il club pieno di Rose' Mo
La tua ragazza vuole cavalcare con me
In un'auto con un magnaccia, dove dovrebbe essere
Non hai incontrato nessun amico sputato freddo come me
La borsa di kush costa 650
Avere un negro che fuma Reggie Miller
Tosse e soffocamento costantemente
Sa di frutta quando lo colpisci
Devo avere del pane per averlo
Fuma tutta la notte, dormi tutto il giorno
Questo è l'epitome del modo americano
Rotola quella merda, accendi quella merda, colpisci quella merda, tieni quella merda
Soffia quella merda lentamente, poi passala a me fratello
MJ finna cosparge un po' di quello
Super incredibile, fai correre indietro un negro
Dove quel negro con il numero appiccicoso del cappuccio
Tagliare un sigaretto come un boscaiolo
Al mattino, quando ne ho bisogno e respiro di nuovo un sacco di erba, ma
Ho bisogno di qualcuno che mi dia ciò di cui ho bisogno
Quando non voglio niente di meno del meglio degli alberi
DJ Paul e Juicy J
8Ball e MJG
E Young Buck, non ce ne frega un cazzo, dobbiamo rappresentare questo Tennessee
Beviamo un sacco di Hennessy
Nigga ha un pelo sul petto
Fammi come Bill Clinton ragazza, tiralo fuori di bocca
Lo gireremo direttamente sul tuo vestito
Fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y
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